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These last two OAFC chapters basically constitute my answer to "if I incorporate DR3 but not Ryota or the brainwashing video, then what do I do with Chiaki????"
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Most of my answer, anyway.
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mm momsger high au. i didn't mean to misspell that. inspired by this post from @tobisiksi . sorry this took so long i had everything written out and then tumblr Deleted Everything even tho i had like two backup posts.
i tried to include everyone i could and give all of them unique monster types but there are some repeats :( ib sowwee i tried to make them unique when i could tho. lmk if u have any suggestions for characters or different monster types.
ALSO HAPPY HALLOWEEN!! i have to work but im going dressed as saiki so i still have the spirit
Saiki Kusuo - Lovecraftian Eldritch Horror
i mean. duh.
he poses as his own (human) worshipper to avoid being indoctrinated elsewhere
"i can't attend, i have worship tonight." "oh that's cool who do you worship?" "they don't like being talked about." "ohh so it's an... invite-only system. right......"
deciding now that closed worship systems like saiki purports are generally a total Scam and people avoid them like a plague. it fits with saikis foray into the internet lol
hes still sooo silly dw
to the people with the eldritch kusuo headcanons, i see u..... i hope u like monster high........ :)
Saiki Kuusuke - Cult Worshipper (Human)
bet you thought i was gonna say mad scientist. WRONG that's his day job.
kuusuke operates as a mad scientist since humans aren't allowed into the monster world (afaik humans arent even seen outside of jackson, who is half monster). idk what he makes tho. maybe he pulls a doctor finklestein and makes bone animals to roam the monster world?
kuusuke is the one who got his family into the monster world btw. i mean he definitely found it p quickly after kusuo started morphing and speaking in tongues and shit
kuusuke would LOVE the monster world, at least at first. he might get bored really quickly, but he'd love being able to be more of a crazy bastard than he already is
kuusuke functions as a head cultist for kusuo, but instead of strengthening him with sacrifices and praying for protection, he weakens him with sacrifices (the limiters) and prays for himself to be smote (kusuo to play games with him) (kusuo ignores him a lot)
maybe he made amp/anpu like he did warp. idk.
Saiki Kurumi / Saiki Kuniharu - Cult Worshipper (Human)
they were 100% human before being dragged into the monster world due to their sons
they basically live the same as they do in canon tbh i dont think a lot would change in the monster world
during the new years chapter maybe instead of saying kusuo has powers, they say something about his eldritchness or how glad they are to "worship" such a chill god. god i wanna write this now.
Kaidou Shun - Vampire
okay so not ACTUALLY a vampire but i think it was nopsi who had like an au where kaidou was like a weaker version of a vampire?? GOD i dont remember the name (hampir?? i cant find it on wikipedia, did it start with an f????). for all intents and purposes, im just gonna consider him a weak vampire
i cant remember if he'd be made thru a human/vampire relationship but if he was then i think we should play into the manga hair colors of his siblings and say that whole toki and sora and his mother are all full vampires, he was half vampire (perhaps he's from the father's side of the family from a previous relationship, since his mother has purple hair in her manga cover i think??)
draculara has her red drinks and her spf and her cute little parasol so OF COURSE kaidou has all of those as well. i think it would be very funny if kaidou had his umbrella customized to look like a hidden anime weapon, but it wasn't waterproof so he has to use a different one when it rains
i have a gen 1 og draculara from when i was a kid and i love her she's so cute :] someone draw kaidou in her outfit he'd slay. actually, just draw all of them in her outfit(s). gloom beach teruhashi. sweet screams mera. freak du chic saiki. sweet 1600 saiko. fearleader hairo. you cannot make her look bad idc.
Nendou Riki - Zombie (Frankenstein's Monster type zombie)
okay so this might be controversial but imagine:
everyone's chatting like normal, nendous head falls off, everyone goes deathly silent, nendou puts it back on and goes back to talking, cue kaidou screeching
bc im rewriting this im not gonna go thru my thought process so my idea was that takeuchi was a mad scientist who created midori after himself bc he only had access to a mirror (neither realized they looked the same). takeuchi died and chouno, who was smitten with midori, remade takeuchi who midori named riki and chose to raise as her own. chouno intended it as a poetic final goodbye but cut to 16 years later and hes still not over her lol
nendou being undead could also play into his appreciation for life.... protecting the obviously smaller and weaker saiki and kaidou.... his care for his dad that he never met (altho he might have two dads in this au?).... THE HAMSTER SCENE. NENDOU :((((
Teruhashi Kokomi - Tomie
im SORRY for bringing up junji ito but come ON
for those who dont know tomie, she's basically So Beautiful that men are supernaturally attracted to her until she drives them mad with her beauty. they cut her up and scatter her remains and they turn into more tomies
however. teruhashi isnt just a pretty girl. she's The Perfect Pretty Girl. so we can just ignore all the bloodshed and murder and deathmatches :D
i debated making her a siren but that just doesn't fit her for some reason. she doesn't have to try.
in op's post they made her aphrodite reincarnated but i don't think that there are gods walking amonst the student disembody unfortunately
Teruhashi Makoto - Intersection Bishounen
IM SORRY THE TERHASHI SIBLINGS JUST FIT JUNJI ITO SO WELL
the intersection bishounen is a vengeful spirit that roams the streets and gives fortunes to young girls that drive them to suicide, after which they come back as ghosts and beg for his affection.
makoto is more of a teenage/ya heartthrob than a vengeful spirit tho so we can get rid of all the cool stuff like fortune telling and driving to suicide
the intersection bishounen also didnt want to fuck his cousin so points to him
Hairo Kineshi - Fire Elemental
i KNOW he's BORING
think of heath. i think heath is like the son of hades or something idfk i say fuck that ive never heard that before until i started getting back into monster high that's not canon to me
theres... a surprisingly low amount of sports name puns :( there's casketball, ofc ofc, because mh is american. there's monster soccer from toralei's ghoul spirit notebook, but baseball and tennis from clawdeen and spectra dont get named so they dont have names. thats BULLSHIT btw someone who's good w puns help me im freezing up
gilda goldstag was also a fire elemental right? i dont actually know anything about her other than that she was in the student council bc she was in the doll pack
theres a wind elemental mentioned in spectras ghoul spirit notebook. figured that id mention it idk
i have nothing else to say this should be obvious
Mera Chisato - Shouku-jinki
okay i need to preface this with something that is very important to me about this, the Japanese creature the jikininki/shoku-jinki originated in the story of musou the preist. as far as ive been able to see, there is a second story featured on wikipedia about a pregnant woman that is legitimately someone's fucking oc insert. im not making this up, it appeared one goddamn day and i dont want to make an acc just to get rid of it but i dont want to have my ip address just There and i dont know how to like draw attention to it. so please know that the story of musou is the only legitimate source of the jikininki and the "jijinki" are just someones fucking oc inserts. i dont know why they did this, i dont know how it's still there bc its been YEARS how has no one removed it??
anyways im calm now.
jikininki (or, iirc the more modern version is shoku-jinki) are demons that were greedy or impious in life and were cursed to wander the earth forever starving and thirsty. at night, they eat dead bodies.
sooo remember how mera acted when she got her money back for a day.
her death was the cause of their bankruptcy, maybe they put all their money towards avenging her?
i think that mera would come from a half human, half monster family so she could already be in the monster world, but i dont have to worry about what powers she'd have due to being a monster.
her mother would be a demon and her father a human who doesn't quite know how to navigate the monster would, so he still has to go away to earn money. also imagine four kids following mera around, three have devil horns and taiks and one is just some guy. (idk if she has 4 siblings but you get the idea)
so yeah, mera is immortal, unable to feel satisfied by any amount of food or drink, working herself to the bone to provide for her siblings. the mera lore is Strong w this one.
u could totally also go for some real body horror with her if u wanted
Yumehara Chiyo - Ghost
ill go into the difference between ghosts and souls in toritsuka's part since you cant take away toritsukas thing but you cant just remove ghosts from mh
i initially thought of making her a cherub/cupid but girlie would be getting No One Together. also there's only one cupid in mh and uhhhh there would be no hope if that was chiyo. yk what chiyo loves tho? gossip. u know what spectra loves? gossip.
i think the ghosts in mh all have a chain motif iirc? ik spectra does but sirena von boo also does (the siren/ghost hybrid) and i dont know any other ghosts off the top of my head
anyways yumehara is totally just a regular people ghost. maybe she cries blood or somethin fun like that? maybe have a bit where she keeps getting told off for having makeup and its her eyes leaking or its her having anti blood leaking drops or wipes
Saiko Metori - Mummy
i was gonna make him a vampire but HELLO??? CLEO IS RIGHT THERE????
rich, bratty, self-centered?? DE NILE IS CLEOS LAST NAME.
idk if him being a mummy would change him like cosmetically, like skin tone or hair texture or whatever but i cant draw so that doesn't quite matter to me. altho ig hed probably just look like a pale, dehydrated, brittle pile of bandages if you wanna be historicallty accurate
his father glows because he's ra next question
he definitely decks himself out in a looott more gold than just his earring as a mummy. bangles, cuffs rings, anklets, hair accessories.
the bodyguards are just the tomb protectors that cleo gets as slaves
he gets a custom made desk of pure gold at pk and he never uses it
i think in ancient egypt married couples would be buried together regardless of if at least the wife was dead or alive, so he definitely propositions teruhashi to take a sand nap with him
he gets a pet crocodile. he has a tiger in canon i think and cleo gets a snake so like. nile crocodile obviously.
i cant tell if he lives in a pyramid just randomly in the middle of hidari wakibara, or if theres a bit about nendou asking him where his pyramid is and saikos just like "bro i Dont Live In A Pyramid."
Kuboyasu Aren - Werewolf
hello?? violent, tragic past that comes back to haunt them regularly and interfere with their daily lives?????
i dont think werewolves can turn into wolves in mh but like if you want doggy kuboyasu who's as big as kaidou, go for it
KUBOYASU WITH DOGGY EARS AND A TAIL.... i dont think that werewolves in mh have tails but thats. a crime.
kuboyasu can smell the rest of the cast. god i wanna know what they smell like in the non weirdest way possible.
i dont have a lot to say about this. doguyasu
Toritsuka Reita - Cult Worshipper (Human)
okay so there's a difference between ghosts and souls in this version. ghosts are a form of undead that are sort of just humans that can float and go thru walls and stuff. souls are the base forms of dead people that remain chained to existence with no knowledge of who they were. normal people can see ghosts, but not souls. toritsuka can see both
toritsuka was also raised in a temple in this au, pretty standard stuff. nothing interesting there.
:)
so yk how toritsuka found out abt saiki thru the souls
and yk how saikis an eldritch monster that melts mind and twists reality to his will in this au
toritsuka does not know the meaning of the term eldritch btw
if ur a torisai or toritsuka angst fan then u can always imagine toritsuka thinking himself inferior to the rest of the pk psychickers bc he's a human and didnt even find saiki by himself, but with the help of his ghosts. sorry i gotta push the torisai agenda.
i personally also hc him to be hypersexualized by the adults in his life due to his touchyness from a young age which lead to him being ostracized by his peers when he began repeating the behavior, thus encouraging the development of touch starvation that he misinterpreted as horniness. in other words, "damn bitch u live like this?". sooo do with that what u will in this au.
(could saiki like..... taste his desperation??)
Aiura Mikoto - Cult Worshipper (Devil)
basically aiura but with cute devil horns and a tail that reacts with her mood. she 100% bedazzles and paints her horns like she paints her nails.
shes still a prophet and stuff but like shes just a lil demonic now. as she deserves.
"yeah i can totes check ur future!!" (rips open a portal to the underworld, chants in a forgotten language, focuses in on one damned soul that writhes and screams for mercy as it withers out of existence where it will wait to be reborn into hell after being offered the temporary reprieve of total nothingness) "babe ur bf is cheating on u like one hundo percent. but ur gonna be a bomb ass doctor one day!!"
i want her to trip toritsuka with her tail
she's not human and she lords it over toritsuka's head when they fight for saiki's attention
Akechi Touma - Cult Worshipper (Human)
initially i wanted to make him a bugboy bc yea but consider
saiki knew him in elementary school so he pulled a real I Tracked Down My Childhood Friend Who Is Actually An Eldritch Monster Masquerading as a Pretty Boy with Pink Hair in a High School?!
yeah soo like what if their dynamic was "what if we were friends in our childhood years before you had to leave to stop the uncontrollable desire you had to break down my reality and drive me into irreversible madness, yet despite knowing the danger i faced i still hunted you down, my prayers meant solely to get a response from you devolving into genuine reverence, solidifying myself as your most loyal devotee...... haha jk. unless?"
we all know that akechi likely faced no difficulty finding the monster world dont even ask
you can insert ur own hcs with his mom all ill say is that shes probably masquerading as some sort of cult worshipper or jekyll/hyde situation to live in the monster world. or maybe he just moved schools and lives sort of nearby but not in the monster world idk
akechi would fucking Love the monster world. he'd never get bored of it. you know the sweet potato scene? oh, honey, he's got access to information about the average size of different monsters, along with the influence of proportions and size, magical interference, etc etc. hed fucking LOVE the monster world.
Satou Hiroshi - Ghost
ive already got three ghosts (see suzumiya and makino) but i couldnt think of the Most Generic monster but hear me out
he's a sheet
hes got two black or cut out circles for eyes and a little 'o' for a mouth. just fuckin 0 。0 .
HES SO. USELESS.
SO PLAIN.
SO BORING.
SO GENERIC.
SO. PERFECT.
and saiki is IN LOVE WITH HIM.
toritsuka is honestly so offended that he is not the ghost-themed object of saiki's affections
satous friends and baseball team are either the core basic monsters (werewolf, vampire, zombie, etc) or theyre basic japanese spirits. im. not doing tons of research on if there are generic japanese demons or if theres just sort of one kind of demon that has a lot of forms,,,, im so sorry i can only do so much research please correct me if you know better
Rifuta Imu - Catgirl
i dont know what the name of the actual catgirls are in mh (werecats?) like purrsephone and toralei and meowlody but fuck it catgirl
she would have THE cutest collar. OR she'd have a ribbon around her neck w a matching one on her tail like catrine de mew. she could maybe even have some sort of shredded piece of clothing like catty noir's skirt or a habit of shredding things
im sorry i dont know a lot about cat breeds so i dont have a lot to say about her species
cat themed accessories.......
btw she's a cat bc of japans obsession w cats. i considered making HER a siren since i scrapped that idea for teruhashi but i feel like it just. doesn't suit her.
Bonuses (people i couldnt find that much to talk about)
Suzumiya Hii - Cursed Soul
i mean what else would she be.
okay so shes not a SOUL shes a GHOST i just think it sounds better like that
Makino Arisu - Ghost
ring-style ghost. i think it's called a yuurei? i did my research for her but i forgot it and the og post got deleted so. im upset.
Matsuzaki - Headless Horseman
idk what is his horse would be i just wanted bloodgood to have Presence in this and the principal is only seen like. three times.
i considered giving kuboyasu the status as headless horseman bc of his motorcycle but g1 bloodgood did not serve that much cunt for her type to be given to a 16 year old im sorry
(i also recently got a bloodgood as my first doll when i got back into mh and i love her :] she came w a cool coat that isnt her og coat but its nice anyways)
Chouno Urkyoku - Mad Jester
okay so ik i said he was a mad scientist but he retired that in order to go into entertainment. it's not going too well.
you could also go for a ringmaster/clown route but we all lived thru 2016 (or was it 2017?) and the ensuing cliche-ifying treatment the media gave scary clowns put me off them personally lol they kind of bore me
(if u don't live in the us or don't know what im talking about that happened in 2016, then god i envy you. just look up "2016 clowns usa" im sure you'll figure it out)
Michael (Ikemi something I think?) - Zombie
idk it just fits him
zombies in g1 can only communicate thru moans which makes them nonverbal in some way but g3 STOLE that from us. fuck them.
Nendou Midori / Nendou Takeuchi - Frankenstein & His Monster
i explained this in nendous thing im not repeating myself sorry
PK Principal - Gorgon
yes its bc of the glasses
also i think theres something fun about being able to say he can rule the school with an iron fist (or ig rock fist) without needing to use his eyes
Kongou - Minotaur
big strong and VIOLENT. you can also play into manny's more delicate side with kongous change of heart after saiki helps him realize what matsuzaki does for him
Takahashi - Goblin
idk i think it just suits him
Shima - Changeling
her whole bit is being a forgettable face so what if she was always just a Little Bit Different every time you saw her
Iridatsu family - Mummy
okay ik ive already done mummy but HEAR ME OUT.
idk abt the mom but i think it would be funny if yuuta was just covered in bandages and his whole thing is tripping over/hitting people with them
The pervy teacher who wasn't actually pervy at all he just had an unfortunate face - Human
he's not even disguised as anything
the monsters saw him and said "nah im p sure he's one of us" and then took him
teacher doesnt quite care cause the monster world has better health plans /j
The "your manga artist is gnc af" guy - Kitsune
kitsune are typically seen as elusive tricksters which doesnt suit his character BUT
theres a whole joke about japanese mangakas being worked to the bone to provide chapters every week or so for serialization even going so far as to hide or make excuses as to why they did not complete the chapter
i feel so bad for them bro i could not (used to do weekly updates for fics for 5 years before i started needing money bc i turned 18)
also. someone give that man fox ears and a tail.
The Alphonse guy - Invisi Billy
idk what invisi billy is but he can be here helping alphonse hide from the shame of his chunnibyou :D
Makoto's rival guy - Banshee
it just. Suits Him.
idk if there are male banshees bc we only know sarah screams and her mom but we can have a trans icon if we need
#saiki k#the disastrous life of saiki k#saiki no psi nan#saiki kusuo#aiura mikoto#toritsuka reita#akechi touma#im not tagging everyone LMAO#ive definitely forgotten some characters like the scammer guy that kurumi almost murdered but no one acknowledges him so i think im safe#this was really fun tho i havent done anything like this before cause i usually resort to fics#but saiki k is. way too long to make a fic SOLELY about what monster types people would be#i feel like i definitely had more written for some characters but i got lazy when it came to rewriting sorry lol#if i come up w anything else itll be in the reblogs suggestions welcome btw#this is my sacrifice to the fandom for halloween btw bc i cant draw and i have not written any halloween themed oneshots#happy halloween everyone :D#also my inbox is open for trick or treating ill provide writing stuff and answer questions abt my fics#cant promist ill get to it immediately but i WILL EVENTUALLY if tumblr doesnt eat it
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Sleepless Nights
Pairing — Husband!Kim Hongjoong x afabWife!Reader
Summary — You gladly sacrifice anything for your kids and with a Husband like Hongjoong you couldn't feel happier if you tried....
Genre — fluff
AU/Trope Info — Idol!Au, SliceofLifeAu
Wordcount — 0.7k
Warnings — none
Rating — sfw
Disclaimer: this fic is written and copyrighted by ©hee0soo on tumblr. do not rewrite or repost on any other plattforms without my permission.
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Before you had your children you had been a heavy sleeper. You were sure that a bomb could have exploded right next to you and you wouldn’t have woken up.
It had helped when Hongjoong was still actively promoting, sneaking in and out of your bedroom at the most atrocious of times without you so much as stirring buried underneath your blankets.
Now though, with a 3 and 1 year old in the house, even the spider spinning her web in the corner of the room could probably wake you!
And so it was no surprised that even the slightest noise leaving your sons mouth in the middle of the night had you sitting upright and ready to get up if your husbands hand on your hand hadn’t stopped you before you could.
“Go back to sleep, I’ll check on him.” Hongjoongs rough from sleep voice cut through the darkness. You felt the mattress shift when he got up and rested back against your pillows, not quite ready to go back to sleep before you weren’t sure that Ha-joon was safely back in slumberland.
Tethering on the border to fall asleep while waiting, you thought about those past few years. From the moment you proposed to Hongjoong, because doing it the normal way was boring, to Hongjoong holding your hand while waiting for the pregnancy test result and promising you th whatever would happen, you would do it together and the birth of your babies.
Joon-hee’s bright personality that Hongjoong had joked was more like her uncle Woo’s then his own and Ha-joon who was showing signs of starting to walk already while babbling happily to everyone who would hear it and entertain him. The fact that Hongjoong had immediately put his career on hold all those years ago to be with his family, making him able to experience every up and down with you caused your heart to soar.
“Is he okay?” you mumbled when you heard the door open again.
“Just lost his paci for the moment. However, I also found this little lady wandering the halls.”
You opened an eye and saw the shadow of your husband with a clingy Joon-hee attached to his front.
The little girl reached her small arms out to you, crawling into your open arms upon being sat down on the mattress before Hongjoong crawled back in bed.
“Mama…” The girl whined and hid her face in your sleepshirt.
“What’s wrong baby? Why aren’t you sleeping for mama?” you hummed into the soft curls on her head.
Hongjoong, a gentle smile on his face that you couldn’t see in the dark of the night, listened attentively.
“Bad dreamies! The sockie mons’er came and wanna eat my feetsies!”
Ah yes, the unfailable fantasy of your oldest baby that even came to hunt her dreams. Joon-hee was a dreamer, always in her head, living out the wildest storys when not whirling around like a fire cracker and it was no surprise by now that sometimes nightmares were full of that too.
“Oh, we can’t have that, don’t we ladybug? Gonna save the feetsies from the evil sock monster with mama and appa!” Hongjoong gasped out and tickled her sides to make her laugh and forget the horror of her dream. The girl reacted instantly, giggling at her fathers antics before settling down between you both.
“Mama ‘n appa protec’ me?” she asked with a sleepy pout and received 2 kisses from you and him to each chubby cheek.
“Always, ladybug.” Hongjoong promised her.
“N’ Ha-Joonie?”
“And Ha-Joonie too!”
Joon-hee nodded, eyes growing heavier by the second.
“Wan’ protec’ Ha-joonie too…”
You knew immediately that she was out like a light when she trailed off smuggled against you with soft puffs of air hitting the skin on Hongjoong’s neck after she turned to her father.
Silence settled over the room. You felt his fingers reach over your daughter to trail them down your face.
“Thank you,” He whispered into the dark which only caused a stir and sigh from you, already back asleep like Joon-hee. “for making me the happiest I’ve ever been…”
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Happy (Belated) Halloween!
Jason Todd x Demon!male!reader
(A/n: I'm tired, I've been getting argued at and pulled into fights that have nothing to do with me from the time I woke up- had a bunch of chores and shit to do and the fucking grocery store was packed and people keep bumping into me and all the fucking prices went way up since the last time I was there less than a month ago- I'm thoroughly overstimulated and getting home to edit and rewrite certain parts of this shitty little fic was a probably the best part of my day.)
Warning: crack fic kinda, blood, Demon!reader, murder, mutilation, and gore, summoning gone right technically, reader has TWO dicks, size difference, overstimulation, masochism, probably misspellings idk I'm not reading it again that's your job, dom/sub, ownership marking, sacrifice (rip that guy, ive been calling him marvin in my head), going missing for a lil while (consensually), OOC jason todd but this is literally porn who cares
word count: 1981 (short, i know, shut up/j)
Halloween parties were the worst. If the loud, drunk, half-naked crowd wasn’t enough to convince Jason, walking in on an honest to god seance was.
Being dragged to a party by Dick, only to lose him in the crowd of people within the first few minutes. He just wanted some quiet- and under the guise of looking for how brother he managed to avoid nearly every conversation that came his way- except for some incomprehensible drunk girl who insisted on holding a conversation with his even though she sounded like she was under water every time she opened her mouth.
He eventually managed to escape from her, finding the nearest room to recuperate in, only to be greeted by a room of chanting, drunk party-goers, kneeling around a shakily drawn yet intricate summoning circle. The chant was Latin- super old Latin- and Jason really wanted no part in this. He knew that demons were real, he knew a lot of shit that was supposedly fake was real- he had Batman to thank for that. So, after standing in the room for about 30 seconds, he decided to leave.
Turning on his heel, not saying a word to whatever party cult he just walked in on- deadset on leaving when he heard choking, and gasps from the mini cult as they clamored around the chanter who had suddenly collapsed.
Taking in a deep breath, cursing Bruce and the unwavering need to help he instilled in all of his children, before turning back to the group.
Laying, choking in the middle of the circle was a young man-
‘He’s drunk,’ Jason thought, pushing through the group surrounding him, their concern was nice- but unhelpful ‘probably choked on his tongue.’
Tilting his head back, the choking became louder- tears streamed down his face, his mouth agape as he clawed at his throat- his eyes desperate and afraid.
“It’s okay,” Jason tried, but he wasn’t exactly known for his bedside manner. “Just let me look.”
He peered down the man's throat- his tongue was wear it was supposed to be, but blood still filled the man’s mouth. Clearly whatever was happening here was internal, there's nothing Jason could do for him. Before he could ask anyone to call an ambulance- he saw something move at the very back of his throat. Even through the pooling blood, he could tell something wasn’t right- what the hell did he swallow?
His neck bulged as something made its way up- that was good- maybe. Slowly pushing up- whatever it was- caused the man to cry out in pain. He coughed and sputtered as it moved up and up until it pushed past the muscles of his throat and out of his mouth. A hand, clawed- drenched in blood, moving with so much force that a crack sounded through the room as more and more of the form inside him- whatever it was- came out. Breaking his jaw to finally reach out and grab his face- he cried out as pain and panic filled him- he turned to Jason for help as his friends fled but there wasn’t anything Jason could do but sit there in horror as an arm lifted from his broken and mutilated face- he cheeks tearing in as his mouth opened to unnatural length.
The bloody arm clawed at the floor, sharp talon like nails leaving deep wounds in the wood. Jason backed away- fear as well as guilt taking over. The basic instinct that anyone who had even taken the moniker “Robin” knew took over soon after, he needs to call batman- he couldn’t handle whatever this is, not on his own. He reached for his phone right as the candle lit room suddenly went dark. Jason, usually so strong and sure, didn’t know what to do. His communicator clattered to the floor as he stood.
He swore quietly- backing up until he was pressed against the wall- the sound of flesh tearing filled the room- still hot blood splattered across his face.
A soft growl came from the dark, deep and steady and growing closer by the second. Then,as if they had never been out, the candles were re-lit.
A massive beastly thing stood above him, horned and winged- a long tail trailing behind it. Soaked in the blood of the man that was scattered in chunks around the room. Despite knowing that he should definitely be afraid, a man had been ripped from the inside out right in front of him, something somewhere in his mind was saying, “would”. The thought immediately made him cringe at himself- he could not survive that- not only were you massive, you were also very naked. With not one but two just as massive, heavy cocks resting between your legs. He’d die, simply put, torn in half Terrifier style.
“Scared, human?” You asked, voice just as inhuman as your form.
Suddenly unable to find his words, Jason shook his head.
The action made you purr- something was so wrong with this man, not running or screaming, but instead sitting before you, his eyes wandering over your body, face reddened as his heart pounded in his chest.
He didn’t even attempt to move when you reached for him, his breath caught in his throat, but he remained perfectly still as you stroked his hair, then ran the backside of your claws down his cheek. All the way down to his chest, pressing just the tip of your claw in, watching as his shirt quickly became stained with blood.
“Not scared? How brave of you, human. “ You mused, “I require sacrifice.”
“Sacrifice?” he barely managed.
Trailing your claw lower and lower until the point of it rested over the growing bulge in his pants.
“A sacrifice of life is usually offered.” You pressed down, “But, another kind of offering will suffice.”
Jason breathed out- he can’t. Mentally, he could- he’s done all kinds of weird shit, fucking a demon wouldn’t even come close to the worse things he done- it doesn’t even reach top ten with the rest of his family’s track record for weird shit. But physically, that would kill him. One alone would shatter his pelvis and probably paralyze him- two would just straight up kill him. And you really didn’t seem like the kind of demon to go half way- you did come all the way from hell after all.
The obvious thing to do was to say no and call a fucking exorcist- but Jason didn’t do that, instead he speaks, so sure and steady as he spoke-
“Can you shrink?”
The entirety of your form became, your horns no longer scraped the ceiling, but you were still massive above Jason. You didn’t make it easy for him- pressing him into the floor with one clawed hand gripping his hair tightly, knees pressed into the hard wood and legs spread wide open, his cock- which you decided needed to remain untouched for the “sacrifice” to be valid.
Labored breathing, gasping and all encompassing sobs filled the room as both of your cock stretched him to the limit every time you thrusted into him- his nearly blunt nails leaving marks in the wooden floor below him.
With his mouth hanging wide open- he begged- muttering a broken “Please-’’ between moans-
You leaned down, pulling him up by his hair- resting inside him before speaking.
“You want more, human?”
Eyes brimmed with tears, feeling far fuller than felt natural- but so good and warm at the exact same time- deep in his stomach all the down to the very tips of his toes, every nerve so very alive.
He nods, shortly and without hesitation.
You grip on his hair loosens, and he sighs in relief as the burning pain in his scalp stops.
Only to flair up in his hips as you dig your claws into them, literally. Piercing through skin and drawing blood that slid over his skin and pooled beneath him on the floor. Jason, ever the masochist, only gets louder. With the party outside still raging on, you're sure the sound blended into the background- and any attendee lucky enough to have heard the high, whiny moans was listening far too hard.
Thrusting became painful, hard slamming- both cocks abusing his prostate with unnatural accuracy. Pulling out until the tips of your cock were just barely inside of him- then pressing back in so hard his entire body was pushed forward.
Jason’s mind was loud and incoherent - incomplete thoughts running through his head, cut short by either pain or pleasure every single time.
His body spammed unwillingly, muscles tightening and releasing, his hole tightened around you in an attempt to suck you in more- even if more would cause so so many problems for the man.
“So greedy,” you hummed in his ear, and you take cock so well.”
He didn’t respond, he couldn’t, overwhelmed and obsessed with the feeling. His orgasm- the first of many snuck up on him, his body overstimulated and oversensitive as hot, white cum shot straight onto the floor.
He gasped for air as though he’d been held under water- his body burned as he clenched around you- pleasure gone- replaced by what could only be described as fire destroying him from the inside out. He cried out in pain, his body writhes and contorts- and yet he never asks you to stop.
You grinned, “so cute, I might just have to keep you, human.”
You weren’t far behind him, cum seeping from both of your tips as you buried yourself deep inside him- it only added to the burning. Filling him so much until his hole, still plugged with your cock, leaks it back out. Down his legs and onto the floor, mixing with his own puddle of cum. You watched him for a long moment, letting him grit his teeth and cry at the pain, before showing your newest pet a bit of mercy and pulling out.
His body slouched onto the floor the moment you leg go. Jason was on the verge of passing out, eyes barely open, covered in blood, sweat, and cum. He has a high pain tolerance and his stamina was through the roof- but fucking hell he was so tired, and everything hurt, from his over used knees, to his damn near broken hole, and the small wounds your claws had made- coupled with an over bearing overstimulation making everything ten times worse- Jason, without question, was never doing this again.
—--- A couple weeks later—---
Dick realized that Jason wasn’t a party person, but for him to just disappear (and possibly kill someone at the party??? What the hell Jay???) for weeks seemed to be a bit of an overreaction.
But when he walked into the manor, happy as can be, after just being gone for three weeks, Dick knew something was very wrong- or very unusual- was happening.
“I had a date.” Was Jason’s only response, as he leaned heavily against the back of a chair, but never actually sat down in it.
“A date?!” Dick is so glad he questioned him in private. “With who?”
Jason shrugged, “met a guy at the party.”
“Jason you just dropped off of the face of the Earth with some guy for nearly a month?!”
Dick didn’t realize how literal that was- Hell has some pretty nice residential areas, it turns out.
“I was having fun.”
Jason, of course, was never going to tell Dick what he has really been doing- or what he will continue to be doing for the foreseeable future- but it was fun watching him freak out at every vague answer he gave.
The mark (brand?? Tattoo??) on his back still felt weird, sensitive from its spot hidden under his clothes, but how else would other demon, humans, and every other sentient being know that he was yours.
(a/n 2: AND I KNOW ITS LATE BUT I STILL FINISHED IT WITHIN A REASONABLE TIME SO EVERYBODY SHUT UP/j)
#good night party people#x male reader#male reader#male!reader#x male!reader#top male reader#top!male!reader#reader insert#jason todd x reader#jason todd x male reader#jason todd x male!reader#jason todd x y/n#jason todd x you#cinnamon#THIS IS MY FANFIC AND I WILL VENT IN THE A/N IF I WANT TO
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Hi Hi
I've been reading a lot of your stuff and I love your fics and takes, obviously love Legend and I wanted to ask your opinion about a theory I heard
Because of how time travel works and the cause of the split between the adult and child timelines being the cause of the Ocarina and the absence of The Hero's Spirit, people argue that the downfall timeline is placed a bit akwardly. However if you take things literally the branch of the downfall timeline, "The Hero is Defeated" is just slightly above the other branches in the official timelines.
So the theory goes that the Downfall Timeline is the original course of events and Time's adventure(specifically getting locked away until he was an 'adult') was the result of The Hero of Legend's wish at the end of A Link to The Past.
Some people, myself included, see this as plausible because young heroes have also been able to pull the Master Sword without getting knocked out
I thought it was interesting and you have some interesting takes and opinions so I thought I'd ask, sorry for the long ask, and any mistakes I made typing this
OH MY FREAKING HYLIA!!!! MAY I STEAL THIS?!?!?!?!?!
I am.....writing a fic where Time gets to realize that he split the timelines to create Legend's world, but currently speaking, all he knows is it was a version of him, and in world, I have no clue what explanation would make sense for him to have both died but also still be alive in another timeline, except that maybe there are alternate universes, but this makes so much freaking sense?!?!?!?!
Legend, the Greatest of Hylia's Heroes (quote from Nayru), a child pure enough Fi's blade was never heavy in his hand, a rabbit sacrifice to the goddesses; their savior and slave both; makes a singular wish to undo all that Ganon did, and it freaking brings back the Hero of Time himself from the dead, and rewrites things so that he has a chance to live?!?!?!?!?! The...I....please?!?!?!?!?!
I WANNA INCLUDE THIS SO BAD!!!!! PLEASE ALLOW ME TO WRITE THIS!!!!!
#asks and answers#linked universe#linkeduniverse#lu legend#dear hylia this fixes so many plot holes#and my gosh the themes!!!!!#it works so well with the themes dear heaven1!!!!!!#i need this like i need water#or air#MY SOUL CRAVES THIS!!!!!!!!
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The Vampire Diaries Universe Fic Recs
Once again putting my unhealthy amount of fanfic knowledge to good use. Here's my list (non-exhaustive) of the best vampire diaries & originals fanfics. Includes Klaroline, Bamon, Kolvina, and more.
Bamon Fics
Before I Take My Flesh Away by Orig1n - the fic where Bonnie and Damon are comically bonded, and she hops around in his timeline pre (and during) the series. Tragically unfinished, but completely incredible! Kudos for developing Stefan and Damon as brothers and making me not hate Lily Salvatore. Also love the Arthurian lore.
if you love me (don't let go) by sarcastic_fina - this is a heartbreaking deconstruction of Bonnie and her victim mentality, and shows the strength of not only her romantic relationship with Damon, but her friendships with Caroline, Matt, and Tyler. So sad, but so good!
Bloodstone by cactusfinch - Bonnie time travels to 1864 (with all the problems entailed). Her relationship with Damon is done well here, and her friendship (sort of!) with Katherine is fun as hell.
rest for the wicked (hope for the weary) by castelia - Damon and Bonnie go on a road trip together after the prison word. I am a sucker for mutual pining, and this fic does it so well!
Fifty-Five Years by turningofflights - written from Elena's perspective, after she reads Bonnie's diary entries and learns how Bonnie and Damon fell in love. A bittersweet, believable love story for Bonnie and Damon.
Other Bonnie Bennett Ship Fics
The Edge of Night by Szajnie - a crossover between season 3 of the Originals and season 7 of the Vampire Diaries, where Bonnie goes to New Orleans. She's absolutely in her element here as the most powerful New Orleans witch, takes the supernatural world by storm, and everyone has a happier ending because of it (including her!). Absolutely love her friendships with Davina, Vincent, and Freya, and shout-out for being the only fic to make me care about Cami! Truly, this is great. The NOLA gang is the family Bonnie deserves, and the Bonnie/Klaus is so believable.
Kai Parket Screwed Us (Until Bonnie Bennett Screwed Him) by hysteriaww - exactly what it sounds like. Bonnie shows up to help Josie and Lizzie deal with the prison world and her and Kai's insane relationship weirds everyone out. Deals with the Gemini Coven in a really interesting way. Hilarious, and with mild Damon and Alaric bashing. BonKai.
Season One, Epsidoes One-Three by BorgiaBabe - a rewrite of the first three episodes of TVD with Bonnie as a proper main character. Her love interest is a softer Kai, and it's great! Bonnie really deserves better.
the night light hits off, turning kisses to bites by donutworry - an insane, dark, twisted Bonnie and Kai romance, where they're the only ones in the prison world from the start. I absolutely love the Gemini Coven lore in this fic.
Klaroline Fics
Make them bow by for_darkness_shows_the_stars - Klaus appears in season 1 of the vampire diaries. it's Klaroline, but still super gen, and all the characters get their own compelling arcs in it. Especially love the way Elena and Stefan are written.
One of A Kind, Two of a Kind, or the Three Musketeers by Phandancee74 - Caroline is an ancient nymph who was erased from memory by Malivore. She still helps the Mystic Falls gang out (and her relationship with Bonnie is great)! The Klaus/Caroline is angsty and lovely.
Calling on a Friend by Phandancee74 - 5 year old Josie gets Klaus's number. Shenanigans ensue. Short and cute as hell.
Sanctuary in their Hearts by thatsanotherlovestory - Caroline leaves before the season 8 wedding, and heads to New Orleans with Klaus. A fun story, but still so sad Bonnie didn't get her happy ending in it. The twins are so cute in this.
Let's do the Time Loop again! by kcatdino - on the night of the sacrifice, both Klaus and Caroline get stuck in a time loop. It's so funny to watch them get more and more deranged.
sweet present of the present by VintageLilac - it's Caroline, not Rebekah, who raises Hope while New Orleans is at war. I absolutely love Katherine in this fic, and though Hayley gets the short end of the stick it's written quite well.
The Wolf by Yokan - a witch version of Caroline is the one pregnant with Klaus's baby in the originals. And while season 1 doesn't change a lot because of it, the later one's definitely do! I love the Klaus and Caroline relationship, and Caroline & Elijah friendship.
Elena Gilbert-Centric Fic
The stars were brightly shining by adlyb - a fic where Elena is pregnant with Klaus's baby. It's so hard to describe! A little twisted, a little sweet, and a thorough depiction of Elena's mental state.
The Forgotten by MissNMikaelson - Elena time travels and gets dropped in the middle of Klaus and Kol's war in New Orleans, circa 1914. The flashback scenes in the fic are great! Eventual Kol/Elena.
blame it on the stardust by allwritenow - the fic that looks into if Elena's doppelganger nature affected her more. And a truly beautiful Caroline, Bonnie, and Elena friendship.
Off by a Single Degree by Tarroko - when Elena's phone dies, Damon walks her home and never compels away her memories, and her parents never die. This softer, sweeter Elena is so believable, and I love the way canon immediately shifts. Amazing development of her parents, Anna, and Enzo. Delena.
Katherine Pierce Centric Fic
afflictions eclipsed by glory by passionesque - in 1864, right after the fire in Mystic Falls, Elijah finds Katherine. They team up together against Klaus. This deals with Katherine's trauma and cunning so well! A slow build to Elijah/Katherine, involving him acknowledging his faults.
General Mystic Falls Gang Fics
in another life (i would let you go) by sarcastic_fina - Elena wakes up in a world where she isn't the doppelganger and no one knows her. An interesting deconstruction of the affects she's had on her friends.. Manages to be both Elena-bashing and sympathetic at the same time. Minor Steroline and Bamon.
Originals Family Feels
It All Comes Crumbling Down by AlwaysAkin - can I do a self-rec? I'm doing a self-rec. Hope is born a century earlier, and grows up in New Orleans with the Mikaelsons. I'm particularly proud of my Hope-Marcel bond and young!Hope voice in this one.
A Twist Through Time by fandom_lover_101 - Hope is sent back in time to the Vampire Diaries season 3. She messes everything up. Absolutely love the slow Hope & Klaus relationship built here, and her friendship with Elena is cute too. Minor Klaroline, Delena, and Handon.
Always & Tomorrow by Viretta - another tragically unfinished fic. Set after Hope jumps into Malivore in Legacies, it involves the dead Mikaelsons being resurrected, and the kids from the Salvatore School travelling to New Orleans (with a newly activated tribrid Hope). This is a Mikaelson family story in the bloodiest, best way. Has Handon and Klaroline in addition to the canon originals couples.
if no one in the entire world cared about you (did you really exist at all?) by nevermore_evermore - Elijah is erased from the minds of everyone he loves. Kol is (eventually) there to help him through it. An interesting take on Elijah's place in the family.
A Million Mistakes by mon-amour-eternel - a fic where Caroline is also an original, and her and Klaus are Marcel's parents. Sadly unfinished, especially considering the rarity of Marcel-centric fic!
But Stand Brave, Life-Liver by crownjrose - A Hayley-centric fic! Her foster parents come to New Orleans and see the way her life turned out. Interesting closure for Hayley, and a sweet Klaus/Hayley relationship.
Kolvina Fic
(finally) you and me are the lucky ones by yorkes - a long one-shot where Kol and Davina are soulmates. It's cute as hell! And Kol and Davina really grow into each other in this one.
The Vixen and the Fox by BlueBooThalassophile - be warned, this read is long as hell. But it's also great. Davina time travels to the Vampire Diaries season 4, gets involved in the fight against Silas, and everything goes sideways immediately. Love Davina's friendship with Hayley and bond with Marcel in this one. Every character in both shows appears in this one.
#the vampire diaries#tvd universe#fanfic rec#fic rec#bamon#klaroline#delena#bonkai#kolvina#bonnie bennett#caroline forbes#elena gilbert#klaus mikaelson#hope mikaelson#the originals#damon salvatore
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iprobablyshipit91 Fic Recs
So this started as me keeping links of all my favourite Dean Winchester fics that I finally decided to share so others could hopefully find some great stories and the authors would know how much I love their work. It’s kind of grown to a very, very huge list, but I love everyone of these works, they’re amazing and deserve so much love. I hope you find something you love on here 💕
There’s a mix of fluff, angst, smut, au etc. Please make sure you read the warnings for each story on it’s own page.
Beautiful Dividers by @firefly-graphics
Dean Winchester x Reader
Should I Stay or Should I Go by @daisythekitty
Sweet Dreams by @deanssweetheart23
Slip Up by @deanwritings
Bad Moon Rising by @hintsofhoney
Not the Planned Delivery by @lazydoodlesandfanfic
Unnamed by @lostdreamr-blog1
I’ve Got You by @spnexploration
Broken Ribs Against Fingertips by @the--blackdahlia
Motel Diablo by @waynes-multiverse
Sharing is Caring by @zepskies
Mini Date by @avanatural
The Talk by @avanatural
And Baby Makes Four by @carryonmywaywardone-shots
Nows the Time by @crashdevlin
Down on Dean by @deanwanddamons
The Prettiest One by @dean-winchester-is-a-warrior
Always You and Me by @deanwinchesterswitch
Bullets and Bands by @deanwinchesterswitch
Capeesh? By @deanwritings
I Ship It by @deanwritings
It’s Okay by @deanwritings
Safe Now by @deanwritings
What We Lost by @deanwritings
Tell Me About… by @impala-dreamer
Glances by @kasimagines
It’s Okay, I Love You by @kasimagines
Poison by @kasimagines
Obeying Temptation by @kittenofdoomage
Sweet Satisfaction by @kittenofdoomage
Nannas Love Sammy by @littlegreenplasticsoldier
Something New by @princessmisery666
Date Night by @princessmisery666
I Would Never Hurt You by @procrastinatorimagines
Frayed Ends by @scuttling
Must be Love on the Brain by @sleepywinchester
Below Freezing by @soaringeag1e
Promises by @supersleepygoat
Friendzoned by @talesmaniac89
Stupid Cupid by @talesmaniac89
Crazy on You by @thoughtslikeaminefield
Different by @watermelonlipstick
Labyrinth by @waynes-multiverse
Love on the Brain by @waynes-multiverse
Gesundheit by @waynes-multiverse
Dark Waters by @wearywinchester
Above Ground by @wearywinchester
I Won’t Say (I’m in Love) by @zepppie
The Wrong Winchester by @cherry3point14
Good Things by @crashdevlin
Baby Spoon by @deanwanddamons
Rumours by @deanwinchesterswitch
Blind Love by @jawritter
Faded by @kasimagines
Sacrifice by @kasimagines
The Last Call by @kasimagines
To Know You by @littlegreenplasticsoldier
Watch and Learn by @littlegreenplasticsoldier
Can’t Fight This Feeling by @pink-sparkly-witch
Mischief Managed (2) by @sinfulsoulx
A Few Moments of Madness | Last Time? by @smellingofpoetry
Familiar by @spnhunter4life
Dream On by @talesmaniac89
Well, Hello There Stranger by @talesmaniac89
If You Want it to Be by @zepskies
Midnight Espresso | Devour Me by @zepskies
Clear the Area by Alisha Ashton
Many of Horror by Alisha Ashton
Closing Walls and Ticking Clocks by Alisha Ashton
In the Dark by Alisha Ashton
Comfort by @fangirlingfromdownunder
Baby, We’ve got a Problem by @deanwritings
Night Falls by @deanwritings
Captives of the Court by @impala-dreamer
Carry On by @jawritter
My Saviour by @like-a-bag-of-potatoes
Heart of a Hunter by @muchamusedaboutnothing
The Widow by @pink-sparkly-witch
The One That Got Away by @pink-sparkly-witch
Hold On I’m Coming by @ravengirl94
The Arrangement by @ravengirl94
Long Way Home by @supersleepygoat
Cross my Heart by @smol-and-grumpy
Home to You by @smol-and-grumpy
Collared by @spnexploration
Pack by @spnexploration
Limelight by @talesmaniac89
Charity Heist by @talesmaniac89
The Man in Apartment 43 by @talesmaniac89
Practically Magic by @thelibrarylesstrektraveled
Supernatural Series Rewrite: Season 1 by @waywardaardvark79
Supernatural Series Rewrite: Season 2 by @waywardaardvark79
Miscommunication by @winchest09
Don’t Say a Word by @winchester-girl67
Never Say Goodbye by @zepskies
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Hello! Can I pls request a smut with siren!seonghwa? He's holding you captive and he refuses to let you leave him so he's constantly trying to worship you and entice you with his song?
Siren!Seonghwa x afab!pirate!reader
Summary: ⬆️⬆️
Warnings: NSFW MDNI, mention of abuse, death, sex with a siren, blood. Seonghwa is intimidating and mean. Mentions of breeding.
My first siren fic, so here goes nothing! Thanks for 800 followers!
So- after writing this, I realized I went completely off course from the request I’m so sorry, if you want me to rewrite it I can.
The sea looked beautiful in the night, the moonlight reflecting against the ocean.
The blue and white hues shone magnificently.
Your captain approached with you a grin on his face, “You’re always out here, so late at night. You love the ocean that much?”
His hand was placed onto your shoulder, “Of course, Hongjoong. You know I do, every time I see it, it’s like the first time witnessing it all over again.”
You grinned back at him, “Thanks again Hongjoong, for everything. You saved me from a life of misfortune that day.”
You could recall the very day Captain Kim Hongjoong and his crew saved your life and brought you aboard the Illusion.
You were a runaway princess, cliché, I know. But you were a hated princess, by your own family. You were unwanted. Your parents despised you. Your siblings hated you. You had done nothing wrong of course, you were the only one loved by the royal court and the people of the kingdom. For some reason that made your family hate you, the people hated your family. Of course, they didn’t know of the abuse you had to endure everyday.
The beatings taken by your father, whipped daily, your back was scarred. You were such a beauty to the townspeople, you were kind to them, unlike your family who let their power go to their heads. Being the youngest meant you were neglected from the time you were born. Your mother hated you from the time you set foot into this world. She was jealous, jealous of the beauty that radiated from you.
You could take the beatings anymore, so you invested in the help of the people of the kingdom.
You were to runaway from the hell you lived in.
The day you were gonna leave, the kingdom was attacked by the worlds most dangerous pirates, Ateez. You had taken this opportunity to make a run for it, but your older brother held you back. He was gonna use you as a human shield.
As tears poured down your face, you realized your family really didn’t care, I mean despite the beatings, you had an ounce of hope that they cared.
But they proved you wrong with this.
You were face to face with a pirate, sword pointed your way, the blade mere inches away.
“Oh? You’d sacrifice your sister just to live, Prince?” The man cackled, a sinister grin plastered on his face.
“Shut up, measly pirate! This is our kingdom! I can do as I please!” Your brother gripped your arms from behind very tightly, creating dark bruises.
You cried out in pain, “please, Kai, don’t do this!”
The captain could see the bruises and scars that littered your arms.
He pressed his blade closer to your brother, “Do you abuse her, Prince?”
Kai scoffed, “So what if I do? She’s my sister! I can do as I please, you scum!” He spat.
The captain nodded before lowering his sword.
Before Kai could even process what was happening, you were pulled in the captains arms and his blade was forced through Kai’s abdomen.
In complete shock and pain, he fell to the floor, gripping his now bleeding stomach, the blood was everywhere.
“Y/N, help me.” He cried out.
You stared at him before burying your face in the neck of the man who saved you.
“Y/N! You’re a trai,” cough, “-tor!”
Your brother finally collapsed to the floor and died, you were free. You didn’t care what was happening to the rest of your family.
All that mattered was you were free.
-
A hand waved in front of you, “Y/N? You’re day dreaming again.” The voice chuckled.
“Just remembering how we met, Joong, that’s all.”
“You know, I never do thank you enough for that.”
“You do. Plenty of times. Please stop.”
You laughed with him, “Okay, okay.”
You truly were glad.
You walked away from him and headed below deck, bringing yourself to the kitchen area.
You passed by one of your crew mates, Wooyoung, he was snacking on an apple.
With a raised brow you laughed, “Jongho is so gonna kill you.”
Wooyoung shrugged, “When is he not?”
“Whatever you say, Woo.”
After grabbing something to eat, you brought yourself back up-deck. You liked to stargaze when you couldn’t sleep. And it was a particularly beautiful night to do so.
You didn’t see anyone on deck anymore, they all must’ve gone to sleep. Except for Yunho, the second in command, who was steering the ship, more or less keeping an eye so the ship doesn’t crash or get attacked.
You loved this new family of yours. Of course, they were all men, but that didn’t mean anything to you. They loved you like a sister, they were brothers you never had, or well, wish you had. Your bruises had long faded and all that was left were the scars. But it made you look tough. Like the pirate you are. You knew the people of your former kingdom mourned only you. You knew they held a funeral for you when only your ‘family’ held a funeral for your brother.
You had heard the rumors of your death. They circulated everywhere. In a way, you did die that die. Your princess self had died.
A new you was born that day.
—
Hongjoong had docked the ginormous ship against an island, an outpost, to sell some new riches and to rest from the sea.
You had taken this time to wander, your sword on your hip for your protection.
After walking for about 15 minutes, you found a little cove, the ocean leaking into it.
It was a nice cove. The entrance had a triangular shape to it, the sun barely passing through. It was secluded off to the rest of the island, which was nice. You needed a break away from the all the men you call your family.
Seeing a ledge, you marched over to it. After sitting down you peeled off your boots, pushed up the edges of your trousers up. Then dipping your feet in the water. It felt really nice and relaxing, already your mind was off everything.
You could hear the water sloshing while your eyes were closed, but you paid no mine, it was daytime and the most it could be was a fish being curious.
That was until you felt a pull on your feet.
You yelped, pulling your feet out of the water and to your chest. “What the hell!”
A head slowly peered from underneath the water. A tousle of black hair and brown eyes appeared. Staring at you in curiosity, it inched closer.
“Stop! Stop where you are!” You yelled out in fear.
No one was here to save you, that was when your remembered you had your trusty sword on your waist.
As you reached for it the voice spoke out, “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” His head was now fully out of the water.
“What are you?” You backed away from the water.
The male rolled his eyes, “Seriously? You’re a pirate and you have no clue what I am?”
His chuckle reverberated around the cove walls.
His arms rested against the ledge, water falling from the muscular forearms.
“I’m a siren. Y’know, I lead sailors and pirates alike to their deaths with my voice?” He grinned.
You backed up even further, your back hitting the cold and wet wall.
“Is that what your here to do?” You gulped nervously.
He grinned at your fearful expression, “Well no, I have other plans for you.” He pulled himself up from the water, his tail transforming into legs, leaving him naked.
“It’s breeding season for sirens.”
Your eyes grew to the size of saucers, “What are you saying?”
“I’m saying, I’m going to breed you, and you’re going to give me children,” his cold expression did nothing to erase your fear, in fact it made it worse.
“But I- I can’t do that. I’ve never-“
“I know. That’s why I chose you. We need pure people to breed. You know, I’ve been watching you. You must really like that Captain. You have the hots for him, but unfortunately. He doesn’t for you.” He shrugs.
“So, I know your name is Y/N, I’m Seonghwa.”
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“You are gonna let me breed you, right? I’m not just gonna take it from you. Unfortunately, I need consent to breed with a human.” Seonghwa sighed, still inches from you.
You were scared nonetheless, but he was attractive, you were curious about sex, never having the time to try it out, and everyone but Hongjoong was like a brother to you. You couldn’t lie either, you were in love with him, but knew he only saw you as a sister.
You glanced at the ethereal siren in front of you.
“I..I suppose I consent then.”
You shyly looked away, “How..how do we do this?”
Seonghwa beamed with happiness, “Really? Just let me lead.
Seonghwa stood there bare before slowly approaching you. His hands on your waist, “As much as I would to take this slow for you, I’ve been dying to have children.”
He pulled off your little blouse, throwing it somewhere near the water.
“I see enough of these everyday underwater, but yours,” he grips your breasts in his arms, “are perfect for me.”
Your eyes shut right from the sudden pleasure you had felt. It was a great feeling, something you’ve never felt before.
“Seonghwa..”
He chuckled, “We’re just getting started.”
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He brought down to the cold and wet ground of the cove, “That’s it, just relax. I can’t wait to breed you.”
Seonghwa dives his face into your neck, inhaling your human scent. It was delightful for him, but he wasn’t here to eat you. He was here to make his children.
He rubbed himself against your pooling heat, he wanted to just fuck up into you but he need to prepare you. Siren cocks weren’t normal or average sized at all. He could rip you in half if he wasn’t careful.
So, with said thoughts he brought one finger forward first, pushing it deeply within.
You moaned at the intrusion, it was definitely painful, having no experience.
“I- please, slow down.” You cried out, grabbing his wrist when he added two more fingers.
All he did was smack you hand off his wrist and continued plundering your arousal.
“I can’t, but you’re ready now.”
He removed his fingers, shaking the fluid off his fingers, he had no interest in it.
Guiding his monster-sized cock to your entrance, he pushed in, groaning at the feeling.
“Ah, my first human. This is delightful.” He smirked before he began his rampage into you.
There was nothing to grip onto, you were too afraid to hold onto him, “Ah, ah, please! I can’t take it!” You cried out for him to stop, you felt great, but his size had hurt. You were ruined for anyone else.
Seonghwa shook his head, “I can’t stop now, I’m almost there. I need to have this.”
His hands fell to either side of your head as he continued his rough pace, grunting into your ear.
Skinslapping echoed throughout the cove.
Soon enough he finally reached his peak, not even letting you reach yours, he came, his seed painting everything inside.
He picked himself up before pulling out. “It is done.”
You couldn’t move, everything hurt and you now had siren seed flowing to your uterus.
Seonghwa grabbed your wrist, “Now that you have my kin inside of you. I cannot let you leave.”
Soon his eery, yet beautiful voice filled your ears and your world faded around you.
Nothing would be the same again.
#ateez x reader#ateez#seonghwa#park Seonghwa x reader#siren Seonghwa#monster ateez#Seonghwa x reader#Seonghwa smut#ateez smut
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fic rec - best of 2024
I haven't done one in ages so i thought [mariah carey voice] IT'S TIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIMEEEEEEEE. These are my fave fics from 2024 + two or three I read in 2025 already but I wanted to include them :)
Arrowverse
Once More, Mr. Queen by mybrotherharry
Olicity but turly mostly a genfic with a character study on Oliver!! The monitor makes Oliver travel to different universes to make sure the Ollies from there also become the Green Arrow. Shows different paths Oliver's life could have gone and how much he's grown. i loved it!!
Sacrifice by MaddyBaby
Genfic with a focus on Barry's and Hartley's friendship!! Set in season two when Barry travels back to the events of Hartley's first appearance. In the new timeline created by this, they're friends only that Barry doesn't know and has some trauma from the time Hartley wanted to kill him <3
Cold Storage by @sproutwings
Iris gets locked in a freezer and hallucinations of Snart help her get out of there. But maybe it's actually been him? Set Post-Oculus.
Partial Disclosure by RetroactiveCon
Hartmon bonding!!! Over queerphobia, too lmao. They're still at each other's throats but realise they have a lot more in common than they thought. Trans!cisco my beloved.
An Honest Thief by @sophiainspace
Coldwest team-up!!!! Polyamory!!!! Aromantic!Iris!!!!!! Coldflash!!!! Iconic Mick behaviour!! What more can I say????
The Memories That Hold Us Back by Cogentranting
Set after the Arrow finale where Oliver brought Tommy back to life. He's Mia's uncle and THEY'RE FAMILY. I love them.
Other DC
Perfect Paradise, Tearing at the Seams by McKat
Payneland fic with a truth spell!! Crystal buys a hexed necklace from Tragic Mick and when Charles accidentally touched it, he has to tell the truth.
heartbreak is one thing, my ego's another by @artemisadore
Catwin with SPOT-ON characterization!!! Edwin stops Thomas when he trashes his ex's car, only to find out that they have the same ex. To make him regret fucking them over (and for other reasons) they start fake-dating :)
myself and this body that they stuck me in by @misspickman
Kon has a few realizations about his gender hehehe
straight on 'til morning by @mamawasatesttube
Big brother Kon realizes that throughout his life he has been treated uhhhhh horribly?? And learns to talk about it
Other fandoms
the fubb cinematic universe by @tkffyrpntsndjckt
The most unhinged chatfic i have ever read I LOVE IT SO MUCH!!!! Basically a rewrite of glee starting during ?? season 3 i think?? Blaine doesn't go to McKinley but stayed at Dalton, he and Sebastian are besties. Sebastian used to be Kurt's roommate at Dalton. so many shenanigans. someone dies. someone goes braindead. hilarity and craziness en masse. i had the time of my life reading this
white christmas by @lalalenii
you may think i'm biased but it really!!!! is that good!!!!! leni plays with formatting in the best way. like you FEEL the pauses while you read and it's so awesome. but robert please stop taking drugs
L'Chaim by sebastian2017
Erik's life and how he has been influenced by being a Jew. It's so so good and has so many gutpunches
A Book Half Unread by @jakeluppin
I still don't properly go here because i'm stuck in 911 s1 BUUUUTTTTT we love buddie in this house. and ezra put so much love into this because being a librarian is ezra's passion and you can FEEL it. it's so good. i love how dorky they are. and chris and buck's friendship is just so cute
The Line of Thought by @shotbyafool
Typical House MD episode tbh. The ducklings meddle with House's private life and he decides to play tricks on them. Unfortunately, he enlists Wilson to help him
The Live Forever Job by jessikast
Leverage/The Old Guard crossover!!!! It's so good and placed perfectly tbh.
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I JSUT SAW THE DIR CUT THING EXPLODES okay okay i have so much i wanna ask(mostly related to the polls im sorry its so interesting of a mechanic) . ! - FIRST did you originally plan on the fic to be poll based or was it a later decision? - did we as a collective ever make any/a ddecision you were genuinely surprised about? any big things you had/(have? 👀) in mind only for us to totally dash your hopes and dreams? - are any of the counselors ones you're sad died? who has been the most disappointing for you so far? (who were you hoping would survive?) - if you could give us a rating 1-10 or so, how well would you say we've done so far? (personally id give it a B ish..) - Aside from Chet, could we have saved everyone? (also because im a sucker for feels, were any of the kids who died personal hits for sun/moon? any close bonds that were cut?)
⭐️ Director's Cut ask game
Did you originally plan on the fic to be poll based or was it a later decision?
I wanted it to be poll based from the start! I first came up with the idea last October, but I was originally going to do it similar to OWRF. Within that year, however, I realized that using polls would streamline the process and make it much easier on me, which is fantastic, because writing OWRF with the initial Choose Your Own Story mechanic I'd been using felt like trying to control a derailing train at all times.
Did we as a collective ever make any/a ddecision you were genuinely surprised about? any big things you had/(have? 👀) in mind only for us to totally dash your hopes and dreams?
All of them. I need y'all to understand I had to sit down and rewrite a solid chunk of my outline because I had set it up/started writing certain scenes under the assumption that that's the route/decision we'd be pursuing, but time and time again, everyone surprised me.
I wasn't expecting y'all to save Dolly (much less be so passionate about turning this into an Everyone Lives run), I wasn't expecting you to trust Moon (though in hindsight, I should have known. This is their fandom we're in after all), and I definitely wasn't expecting this last decision to be such a tight race.
Complete transparency here, I had fully anticipated that the majority vote would be to Agree(lie), and I had to scramble to rearrange some pieces of the outline when it became glaringly obvious that lying was the last thing any of you wanted to do. I'm grateful for it, though.
I said it before and I'll say it again: the y/n of this story changes with each decision made. They have some set personality traits, sure, but most of it is entirely determined by you, the readers. Seeing the votes flood in — with lying as the least popular opinion — not only surprised me but gave me a much needed reality check on where our y/n stands, which in turn allowed me to scrap the original first page of what happened next in favor of writing something that is reflective of the decision, and I am much happier with it now. Proud of you guys.
Are any of the counselors ones you're sad died? who has been the most disappointing for you so far? (who were you hoping would survive?)
Man. Man. Had you asked me my opinion on Chet at the beginning of writing this fic I'd have read the guy to filth. But now? Regretfully I am beginning to like him. I'm almost upset that I'd made the decision to make his death inevitable, but so much hinges on it, so it was a necessary sacrifice. (Also, I'm supposed to remain unbiased about these things, but if you guys get Oscar killed I will cry and cry)
If you could give us a rating 1-10 or so, how well would you say we've done so far? (personally id give it a B ish..)
Considering we're currently on what I consider the best route? I'd say you're doing pretty damn well! There hasn't been a single vote thus far that leads to the bad route, and the results of the most recent poll have officially locked us out of the bad route entirely. I am clapping and cheering for you!!!! congrats!!! 🎉
Aside from Chet, could we have saved everyone?
You could, and you still can! But Oscar isn't the only life you will need to save.
#DFtR au#I have A LOT to say about that last question (about the kids)#so expect that in a separate reblog later
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masterpost for my rottmnt ao3 fanfics.
My bio on ao3.
*I write rottmnt angst. often heavy on the angst and Leonardo-centric.
*Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles art and fics is my obsession hobby. I don't earn anything from this, I just like sharing with other rottmnt fans, enjoy!
I'm not an artist I just like drawing and know some of the basics 🙂
**WARNING** most of my fanfics are rated mature or explicit for graphic depictions of violence, discretion is advised, and not every story has a happy ending but I always tag my works on ao3 so you know what to expect.
*unless drawn on paper or otherwise stated, all art and videos are done in Ibispaint, and credit goes to Nickelodeon and the wonderful artists who worked on Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.
*links below may contain SPOILERS for my fanfics.
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random rottmnt stuff I've done:
- random art and comics
- random videos
- When We Were Young (music video based on The One That Left au on ao3)
- Krangified Leo (art based on Leo's Returning Debut au)
- Insane Inside video (music video - compilation from my different rottmnt aus)
- My Strange Addiction (music video)
- Art and summary for some of my rottmnt fanfics
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my works posted on Archive of Our Own:
You Ruined EVERYTHING! (completed on ao3)
- cover art || summary (ao3)
- ch 1 || ch 2 (ao3)
The Infection (completed on ao3 )
- summary (ao3)
- ch 1 || ch 2 (ao3)
Seven Years (ongoing)
- basic summary is in this post (contains spoilers)
- chapters list with ao3 links
- my art dump pg 1 || pg 2 (this is where I post all my Seven Years art)
- Alone in the Prison Dimension - Alone with HIM (comic)
- Cry (music video)
- sneek peek (cover art plus summary)
- "I'm Doing Just Fine" (music video)
- Nothing's New (music video)
Where Loyalties Lie Masterpost (completed on ao3 - also available to read on tumblr)
Leo (X, Experiment Alpha 002-2) is separated from his dad, who escapes Draxum’s confines with his three other sons when they are freshly mutated babies.
Raised as Baron Draxum’s assassin slave, the red-eared slider comes in contact with his brothers and wants to draw close to them, but his only father-figure wants them dead.
Thrown in the middle of two worlds, will X carry out the will of his master, or will the lives of his family be precious in his eyes?
Also, as time progresses Leo must find the answer to some hard-hitting questions, such as: Who can he trust? Who is steeping him in a cesspool of lies and deception? And...
Where will his loyalties?
Two Minutes . . . And Counting short story turned into a short series (completed on ao3)
- series summary is in this post (contains spoilers)
- 'Loss' art (cover picture)
- 'Loss' speedpaint (with sad Rise music)
Alternate happy ending for Two Minutes (first fic in series):
a. Doing the Impossible by DiresNightmare
b. Healing From the Impossible by Shattered_ontheInside (me)
Life: The Ultimate Sacrifice (completed on ao3)
- my art dump
- Let's Be Friends art and excerpt
- Let's Be Friends art (zoomed in on Leo)
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unpublished works that may eventually make their way to ao3.
Broken Bonds (incomplete)
- summary is in this post
A Ninja’s Greatest Weapon series
(complete series but rewriting into my current writing style before posting)
- summary (for books 2 & 3) is in this post
- "Who Said I Was A Hero?" video || comic
- "Does That Make Me Insane?" (music video)
- "Fun" art and excerpt
Where You Belong (completed)
- summary at the bottom of this post
- my art dump
- "Red" art and excerpt
#masterpost#rottmnt#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#angst#Shattered_ontheInside#Shaotie#shaotie#shattered_ontheinside#ao3#au#leo angst#fanfic#where loyalties lie#two minutes . . . and counting#life: the ultimate sacrifice#a ninja's greatest weapon#rise fanfic#fan fiction#fan art#fandom#rise of the tmnt#rise
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MasterLists
This will have my fics and my multi-chapter fics master lists! I also have my additional master lists on here as well as anything other post I deem important.
All characters are aged up to adults. Everyone is an adult in these fan fictions.
I updated each master list once a month so there might be fics that haven't be added to the master list yet.
Organized by Fandom!
Bungo Stray Dogs
Lonely (Multiple chapters)
Status: Ongoing
Trapped in a loveless, lonely marriage, Y/N finds solace in running her quiet bookstore. But her mundane life takes a dark, thrilling turn when she crosses paths with a mysterious figure from another world. Drawn into danger and obsession, she wonders if, just maybe, she would not be lonely anymore.
Yandere Bungo Stray Dogs x Reader
Between Pages (Multiple Chapters)
Status: Ongoing
Y/N is transported into Bungo Stray Dogs, powerless among literary legends with supernatural abilities. Relying only on her memory of the plot, she must navigate alliances, dodge threats, and survive in a world she once read about. Can she rewrite her fate in a story that wasn’t meant for her?
Yandere BSD x Female Reader!
Boku No Hero Academia/ My Hero Academia
Enough (Multiple Chapters)
Status: Ongoing
A young girl, consumed by an insatiable hunger she doesn’t understand, struggles to hide the monster within while yearning for a sense of normalcy. Haunted by her past and the darkness that clings to her, she is grappling with the fear that she’ll never truly be enough.
Yandere BNHA x Yandere Reader x Yandere Aizawa
Sugar (Multiple Chapters)
Status: Ongoing
In a world where pro heroes secretly indulge in their darker desires, Y/N, a captivating and sought-after sugar baby, find yourself entangled with a group of powerful heroes. Each with their own possessive and obsessive tendencies, they fight for your affection, showering you with gifts and attention—while hiding their darker urges beneath a polished exterior. But as their obsession grows, so does the danger, and you're caught in a world of luxury and chaos, where loyalty can be as intoxicating as their twisted devotion.
Yandere BNHA Pro Heroes x Reader.
Kimetsu No Yaiba/ Demon Slayer
Wisteria (Multiple Chapters)
Status: Ongoing
A girl wakes with no memory of the last five years—only wisteria flowers whispering her forgotten past.
Yandere Demon Slayer x Female Reader.
Jujutsu Kaisen/JJK
Ocean Eyes (Multiple Chapters)
Status: Ongoing
A young woman is taken away and into her favorite anime Jujutsu Kaisen where she finds herself slowly becoming more and more obsessed with her Nanami Kento as those around her fall deeper into her ocean eyes.
Yandere JJK x Yandere for Nanami! Reader
Followers (Multiple Chapters)
Status: Ongoing
Able to embed cursed energy into objects, she possesses the unique power to transform ordinary items into formidable artifacts that attract and command followers bound by the dark energy. Each object she infuses gains a life of its own, becoming a vessel for her will and a source of influence in the cursed realm.
This is a Yandere Jujutsu Kaisen x reader.
Tokyo Ghoul
Love Me... Until the End (Multiple Chapters)
Status: Ongoing
(Y/N) treads a fragile line between two worlds, carrying secrets that could shatter everything. As the cost of her choices begins to take its toll, she’s forced to confront what she’s willing to sacrifice—and whether she can still recognize herself in the process.
Yandere Tokyo Ghoul x Female Reader. Rewrite of my Love Me ... fanfic
Hailkyuu
Goddess (Multiple Chapters)
Status: Paused
The fallen goddess. They just want her to be theirs.
Yandere Haikyuu x Female Reader.
Alpha/Omega Master List
This will have my alpha/omega fics!
Other Important Things
Guidelines for MY version of Alpha/Omega-verse
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I just saw your essay on the codependency of FizzOzzie and it cleared up a lot of things I've been thinking about this ship and to be honest, I myself thought it was the most healthiest ship in the whole show even better than the trash that Stoliz is but well... (btw, I was trying to scroll through tumblr to find it but can you just link it for me so I coud read it again)?
It also brings me to an idea of the possibility brung up in two fics each with different ideas:
#1 if Hazbin's events every leak in Helluva's since they're the same universe, there's a possibility that Lucifer would want to have precautionary heirs for the defense of Hell and outright force Ozzie and any other relationships with lowerclass apart since it's "not compatible with angelic DNA" or some thing, so Ozzie could in fact leave Fizz because of his status
#2 Ozzie getting tired of Fizz... Ozzie is the sin of Lust after all and Lust can be ever-changing and capricious in its nature as a sin. Ozzie’s character, embodying Lust, might lead to a fluctuating commitment level, influencing his interactions and relationships. In biblical lore, he did end up causing a lot of sinful things like fucking a human named Sarah or so I remember?
Again this is the same guy who humiliated Blitzø in Ozzie, S2 just rewrote him completely (btw, in my rewrite I'mma change him to be more evil and instead give the whole "lovey-dovey Sin" idea to Satan who is female and thinks Asmodeu's "fake-love" is like a slap in the fact to her idea of realistic and true romance)
I'd just feel like Fizz would be better off with Blitzø tbh or Striker or all in a threesome... the possibilities are endless, and why is the show making love seem too fairytale and unrealistic?! Like Blitzø shouldn't have to fuck Stolas just because he was his arranged playmate for just one day??? The show did the childhood friends trope dirty and would be better if Stoliz was a thing until mid-teens broke up for [insert reason] and reconnect but honestly, Stolas should've had his own seperate season/arc dedicared to himself if HB was an anthology show
Also the fact that Asmodeus couldn't just burn the contract, one-shot the lawyer and go on a rampage to save Fizz is just beyond me... the Sins are supposed to be these scary demon lords so why aren't they, hm?
Sorry for rambling and what do you think or want to add?
Absolutely here you go.
The consistent failure of Vivziepop is to commit to a mature story. She describes her own protagonists as "Deeply flawed but understandably traumatized people who just need love to fix them" while the villains of her shows are "irredeemable" (and women, but that's a tangent).
I mentioned before that trying to use the excuse of the setting being Hell and playing that out to the logical conclusion would end up exactly like Good Omens. The whole moral of said show being that imperfect humanity is worth saving, that life is worthy and beautiful for its own sake of existence. That is why the story of Good Omens uses the Bible, angels, and demons to tell it's story, to make that point.
Why is Helluva Boss/Hazbin Hotel set in Hell? What is being said by the plot, themes and story? So far we have that demons are better people than the Angels in Hazbin. That sacrifice is the only virtue worthy of redemption and thus reinforces backwards Christian ideals of penance.
Personally, I would have made Hell less absurd. Less a place of debauchery and chaos and more a mere continuation of life. We see in the Hazbin Pilot a character falls from the sky and says "I'm alive?" Before being hot by Travis' car. The point being that people just transition from one life to the next and in that they keep living life the way they always have.
My personal criticisms of the series' use of Hell is that it established this idea that people only behave if they have a god to fear. Once in Hell, there is no salvation, so why bother. It's like a Christian asking an atheist why they wouldn't commit murder if they don't believe in God. The answer is that people like order and security. People dying would seek to maintain their status quo from life. A lack of salvation wouldn't change that for them.
And frankly, I wouldn't have redemption be a thing. This story and its messages are actively devalued by the act of redeeming sinners when the Angels are just the same as them. By having Hell just be a warped continuation of life on Earth, it makes the message more universal: Life is Hell. Life is suffering in a way Hell can never hope to be. Physical anguish and torment for all eternity can never amount to the pain of the fleeting and the terror of change and uncertainty.
I would have made it impossible to be redeemed because the fact is, regardless what you believe happens after death, what we know we have is life. We fear death so much we have created salvation throughout history, the wish to keep living forever in some way. But, especially for young people, life is harder now than ever before. It's more terrifying and uncertain and cruel and uncaring.
So if life is Hell, how do you be happy?
That would have been my thesis for the show. The message underneath is all about finding happiness in the absence of salvation. Even the idea that maybe salvation is something we should reject to really feel what it means to be alive. Giving up on our deaths and seeking our own fulfillment, and in that finding community, love, and hope. To see true humanity as something selfish and kind at the same time.
That's how I would have taken the concept.
#hazbin critical#helluva boss criticism#helluva boss critical#hazbin hotel critical#vivziepop critical#ask and answer
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Of Duty and Desire | Chapter 1 | Neteyam x Metkayina!reader
He glanced away for a moment and clenched his jaw. When he looked back at you, you could see the frustration burning in his face. "I just-" he paused, staring at you intensely. "I've never wanted anything as much as I want you."
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Summary: You are the tsakarem of the Metkayina, promised to Aonung, and you have settled into your role nicely. Everything is as it should be until a family of Omatikaya refugees arrives, and the eldest son causes you to reconsider everything
A/N: I have been working on this piece for a while, but I literally had to rewrite this like four times so whoops. I appreciate all the love on my last fic, so hopefully y’all enjoy this too :) also, after this part I’m aging up the characters lol. Part 1 of idk
Neteyam x fem Metkayina!readers
5.8k words
Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Epilogue
Freedom is oftentimes the sacrifice demanded by duty.
The privilege of choosing how to live one's life is swept away by the responsibilities one has to their family, their friends, or their people. You thought you understood the weight of duty when you became the tsakarem of the Metkayina, but you soon realized thereafter that the cost was higher than what you were willing to pay.
In the months following their arrival, you had gotten close to the forest children. You loved spending time with Tuk. She was bright and full of wonder, and she never failed to make you laugh with her occasional sassy remark. Lo'ak was determined and a fast learner, and you were constantly amused by his poorly-hidden attraction to your best friend, Tsireya. You became fast friends with Kiri due to her deep connection with Eywa and interest in healing.
But there was something about your relationship with Neteyam that was different from all the others. In the few short months you had known each other, your friendship had grown much faster than you had expected. He was kind and respectful, and he always knew how to make you laugh. He was as close to you as the friends you had known your whole life.
You had first met him one day rather unexpectedly after their arrival. You were under the cover of the healing tent when you heard someone approach from outside. You were surprised to find the oldest Sully waiting expectantly while gripping his wrist tightly. He dropped his grip in order to offer you the customary greeting of his hand to his forehead before immediately returning to hold his wrist again.
You offered the gesture back to him before asking, "Is everything alright?" He gave an embarrassed smile and said, "I touched a plant in the water with my hand, and now it burns. I was told to come here for a remedy." You knew immediately what it was, and you offered him a sympathetic look. Taking his hand, you inspected it to confirm your suspicion.
"We learn at a young age not to touch the sea nettle," you told him with a faint smile. "Think of it as a rite of passage." His lips turned upwards at your words. "Then I suppose I'm one step closer to becoming Metkayina," he joked. You chuckled as you searched for the treatment for nettle.
While he waited for you, he sat down on the floor and said, "I do not believe we have met before. I am Neteyam." You cast a brief glance over your shoulder with a smile. "I know who you are, Neteyam te Suli," you told him. "But you are right, we have not met. I suppose that is my fault, I have been very busy since you arrived." After finding the correct bowl, you sat down across from him and introduced yourself properly.
"You are the tsakarem, yes?" Neteyam clarified as you took his hand to inspect it for any remaining nettles. "I am," you confirmed, trying not to appear proud or arrogant in the title. "I spend much of my time here in the village. I have been able to become acquainted with your mother and sisters, though you and your brother seem rarely to leave the water."
Neteyam nodded with a small smile. "We have been learning so much," he told you. "It is all still so new to us." You hummed in understanding. "You seem to be adjusting well to the reef," you observed.
Before he could respond, you took the small bowl of oil and held it above his hand. "This will sting at first," you warned. He nodded, and you poured a small amount over his palm. As you had predicted, he tensed at the pain, and you could see the muscles in his arms flex reactively. He took a deep breath and relaxed as the pain ebbed away.
Carefully, you took your thumbs and rubbed them down his palm. "Let me know if I am hurting you," you told him quietly. He remained silent as you massaged the oil into his hand. You felt his eyes on your face, so you glanced up at him. He didn't look away, keeping his amber eyes fixed on your face, and he offered you a soft smile. You were only able to hold his gaze for a few seconds before becoming slightly embarrassed, and you quickly looked back down at your hands again.
"It feels much better," he said after a moment. "I'm glad," you replied earnestly. "I haven't touched sea nettle since I was very young, but I remember the sting of it very well." He nodded his head with an ironic grin. "I don't think I will forget this any time soon," he agreed.
You continued working the oil into his skin for a moment, and you still felt his eyes on your face, though you didn't look up at him again until you were finished. Dropping his hand, you said, "Try to avoid nettle in the future. We usually save the remedy for children, but I made an exception for you this time."
He grinned at you. "I am very grateful," he told you, placing his hand over his heart. "And I will take more care in the future." Smiling at him, you replied, "I hope so. I don't want to have to patch you up every day."
He looked at you in amusement. "I'm sure there are worse ways to spend the day," he teased. You shook your head with a small laugh. "Perhaps," you conceded. "But there are certainly more productive things to do as well."
"Thank you," he said as he moved to stand up. "I will see you later tonight?" You blinked in surprise. You saw him every night during the evening meal from afar, but since you had never spoken to him before, you were surprised at his forwardness.
"I suppose," you replied, then added with a smirk, "That is unless you hurt yourself again before then." He gave you a cheeky smile. "No promises," he responded playfully.
You saw the forest boy more often after that. Sometimes he would come in claiming to be searching for his mother and then stay and talk with you. Other times, he would come in with scrapes and cuts not severe enough to warrant Ronal's expertise, but deep enough to justify seeing you for help.
Sometimes, you wondered if he was getting hurt on purpose. You didn't mind though. He was sweet and enjoyable, and he always told you stories of himself and his siblings in the forest. You knew he missed it very much, but he hid his longing behind all the funny tales of his family.
One person who was wary of your friendship with Neteyam and his family was Aonung. He had his mother's distrusting nature as well as her pride, and as his intended mate, you knew he wasn't happy with how close you had become to them. He never said anything directly to you, but he would drop subtle comments about them when you were around. Whenever you were helping teach the forest children, he watched closely for how you interacted with them. You could feel the tension between him and the Sullys, and it all came to a head about two months after they had arrived at the reef.
You were sorting things when you heard a commotion outside. You looked out in confusion before Aonung pushed his way into the tent. You took in a sharp breath as you got a look at his face.
He looked awful. His eye was starting to swell, there was blood dripping from his nose, and dark purple bruises were beginning to form on his cheek. "What happened?!" You asked him sharply as some of his friends followed in behind him sporting similar injuries on their faces. Aonung didn't look at you, but one of his friends behind him chimed in, "It was the forest boys."
You scowled at Aonung. "What did you do?" You demanded to know. He shot you an irritated look. "You are accusing me?" he asked incredulously. Your scowl deepened as you glared up at him suspiciously. "Yes," you said. "I am." He scoffed at you. He wasn't afraid of your ire when he knew he had the privilege of being the son of the two clan leaders to protect him.
"They do not belong here," he told you. "I don't know why you are so fond of those freaks." His friends behind him muttered their approval at his statement. You turned your glare to them, and they immediately fell silent and looked away. Even if Aonung didn't fear you, at least they did.
"They are here under uturu," you said in a harsh whisper. "We must treat them with respect and dignity." Aonung rolled his eyes at your words. "Where is my mother?" he asked, ignoring your statement. You huffed an irritated breath. "Out," you responded crossly, walking over to where Ronal kept her store of medicines and other mending materials.
You pulled out a jar of ointment and handed it to Aonung. "For the cuts," you told him. "Now go." You pointed at the entrance of your tent resolutely, maintaining a level glare at him. He held your gaze for a moment before taking the bowl and walking away, his friends in tow.
You closed your eyes in exasperation. How could they all be so stuck up and stupid? You knew that Aonung took great pride in being the next in line for Olo'eyktan, but you had never seen him act so rude and self-absorbed. Honestly, it was embarrassing for you.
After a moment, you decided to go out to see if you could find one or both of the Omatikayan boys to apologize on behalf of Aonung. Stepping out, you headed over to where their family was residing. From a distance, you could see that Lo'ak was stepping out of the tent, his face downcast and irritated. He was still too far from you to try and call out to him, so you skipped briskly along the suspended walkways between you to try and catch up to him.
Despite your urgent pace, Lo'ak quickly moved in the opposite direction from you, but from their tent, Neteyam walked out into the light of the sun wearing a subtle smile on his face. Approaching his tent, you called out to him. He glanced up at you in mild surprise and offered a polite nod.
You studied his face for injuries, but besides a busted lip, he seemed relatively unharmed. "I know what happened with Aonung," you began. "Well, sort of. I am very sorry about him and his friends." He gave you a soft smile and shook his head casually. "It was not your fault," he said simply. "There is no need for you to apologize."
As he spoke, you noticed the fresh blood on his lip from his cut. "You are cut," you observed. "Come with me." You grabbed his arm to lead him back to the healing canopy, but he resisted, shaking his head again. "This is nothing," he told you gently. "I will be fine."
You didn't let go of his arm. "You have come to our home as guests," you said softly. "Aonung and his friends have treated you dishonorably. Please, let me make it right." You gazed up at his face imploringly, and after a moment, his face softened and he nodded. "Alright," he conceded and followed your pulling hand.
Entering under the cover of your canopy, you had Neteyam sit down while you took out a small cloth and a salve. Dampening the cloth with fresh water, you turned to where he was sitting patiently for you.
Taking his jaw in your hand gently, you turned his face so that you could inspect the cut better. Neteyam's eyes stayed on your face for a moment before glancing away to fixate on the tent walls. In addition to the cut on his lip, you also noticed some more purplish spots starting to form on his neck.
You traced your fingers over the forming bruises on his neck. Neteyam tensed at your touch, and his eyes quickly darted to your face. You pulled back your hand from his neck and said, "Sorry." He gave you a subtle smirk. "It doesn't hurt," he assured you. "Just sensitive."
"Ah," you said in a low voice, looking away from his eyes sheepishly. You started to clean away the blood on his lip. "What did he do to start the fight?" You asked him, changing the subject. He blinked slowly and shook his head. "It does not matter," he replied in a quiet voice, looking away from you.
Your grip on his jaw tightened slightly, and you turned his face back so he would look you in the eyes. "What did he do?" You asked again in a more insistent tone. You could see him contemplating, and you held his face and gaze in expectant silence.
"He was making fun of Kiri and Lo'ak," he relented. "He called them freaks." The grip of your hand holding his face tightened reflexively as anger burned in your chest. You closed your eyes for a second to regain your composure before turning his head back to continue attending to his cut.
"I am very sorry, Neteyam," you murmured earnestly. "He never should have said those things." In your peripheral vision, you could see that his eyes were fixated on your face, but you kept your focus on his lip. "You do not have to apologize," he repeated from earlier, trying to keep his mouth still as he spoke. "You have shown nothing but kindness to my family since we arrived."
You glanced up for a moment to meet his eyes. He was looking back at you with a soft gaze, and you became aware of how close you were to his face. You turned away from him as you felt your cheeks grow warm to pull out the salve you had. Taking a small swatch on your thumb, you brushed it gently over his lip. You could feel his eyes on you as you did, and despite your best efforts, you glanced up at them. A beat of tense silence passed as you looked at each other wordlessly, one of your hands holding his face while the other was tracing his mouth.
Worried that he may be able to hear your heart pounding, you thought desperately of something to say. "He is intimidated by you," you said finally as you dropped your hands from his face and looked down from his eyes. Neteyam cocked his head to the side. "Aonung?" He clarified. You nodded as you wiped the remaining salve off of your fingers.
"He is the son of Olo'eyktan," you explained, shifting to sit on the floor next to him. "There has never been anybody to challenge that status until now, but not only was your father Olo'eyktan as well, but he was Toruk Makto. We were raised hearing stories of him. Some sound too strange to be true."
Neteyam looked at you in curiosity. "Stories?" He repeated. "Like what?"
You smiled, somewhat embarrassed. "There are many," you said slowly. "He was once a human, a warrior from the stars." Neteyam nodded his head slowly. "That is true," he confirmed. You thought back for more rumors. "They say he killed one of the Na'vi to possess his body," you mentioned.
Neteyam let out a small, surprised laugh. "That one is not true," he said, amused at the story. "The Sky People grew his body from the blood of his brother and Na'vi blood, and his spirit now resides in it." Your forehead scrunched in confusion. "The blood of his brother?" You echoed, perplexed.
He shrugged his shoulder nonchalantly. "I don't even fully understand it," he admitted. "But the important thing is that no, he didn't possess anybody else's body to become one of the People." You nodded faintly, still very confused about Neteyam's answer.
"What else have you heard?" He prompted. You thought back to the way you imagined Toruk Makto before he came here. You had thought he would be large and intimidating like Tonowari, but with an authoritarian attitude and little humor. It was almost comical how he really was just like any other Na'vi father aside from some small physical differences and his accent.
"I thought he couldn't speak in the Na'vi tongue," you added. "We all thought he spoke a strange language." Neteyam nodded again. "When he led the revolt against the Sky People," he explained, "he spoke very little Na'vi. His first language is called English."
You tilted your head at the funny word. "English," you repeated. He smiled at your accent and nodded. "He usually only speaks it with my family," he said. "Many of the Omatikaya can speak it a little, too." You smiled back before asking, "What does it sound like?"
Neteyam shrugged. "What do you want me to say?" He said in English. You couldn't help but giggle at the strange language. "What does that mean?" You asked. He smiled at you in amusement. "I simply asked what you wanted me to say," he clarified.
You hummed thoughtfully as you came up with a phrase for him to say. You looked out at the afternoon sun casting brilliant reflections on the water outside of your tent. "The sea is very beautiful," you said finally. He looked out at the water for a moment. "The sea is very beautiful," he replied before looking back at you and adding, "and so are you."
You tilted your head and eyed him suspiciously. The pause between his words sounded like he said something extra. "All of that means 'The sea is very beautiful?'" You questioned skeptically. He glanced away for a moment with a faint smile. "Not all of it," he admitted. He paused for a moment, and then he said, "I said 'The sea is very beautiful, but I miss the forest.'"
"Ah," you said, nodding in understanding. "It must be very hard for you to be away from it." He sighed, looking back out at the sea with a far-away stare. "It is," he agreed after a while. "It is so different there. The sounds, the smells, everything. I don't think I have ever spent so much time in the sun as I have here."
You laughed at his last statement. "What do you mean?" You asked. He pointed out to where a few large, craggy precipices jutted out over the water. "The trees where I am from are higher than those cliffs," he explained. "When you are in the forest, very little sunlight reaches the ground."
Looking out to where he pointed, you shook your head in amazement. "I cannot even imagine trees like that," you said in wonder. He turned to you with a soft smile. "I'll take you to see them someday," he promised.
You smiled up at him, but it quickly faded away. You shook your head and looked away from his face. "No," you sighed regretfully. "I am tsakarem. It would not be right for me to leave the reef." He hummed in understanding. "I imagine your intended would not be happy about it either," he commented, watching you for your reaction.
You shifted uncomfortably. "No," you conceded quietly, "probably not."
When he didn't respond, you glanced up at his face and saw he was gazing at you expectantly. "He is not entirely to blame," you defended gently. "He and I have a great responsibility to the clan. He has carried it his whole life, but I am still getting used to it." He gave a small nod in understanding. "I have carried it my whole life, too," he said, then added in English, "but it didn't make me into an ass."
You smiled at the strange words and shot him a quizzical look. "I said, 'It is a heavy burden to bear,'" he translated for you. You nodded in agreement, and you missed the wry grin on his face.
"It must be nice for you finally to be free of that burden," you reflected. He heaved a heavy sigh and shook his head. "Even though my father is no longer Olo'eyktan, he still holds the title of Toruk Makto," he countered. "It is one that will always follow him, and so it will always follow me."
He stared out at the water in contemplation. There was a pause, and Neteyam gave another sigh. You could see the weight of his family's legacy on his face, and you felt a sense of compassion for him. "A heavy burden," you repeated his words quietly. He didn't say anything, lost in his own internal musings.
Even though you knew that the expectations weren't quite the same, you felt that on some level, you understood the struggle of upholding the standard of greatness in life. Your parents were very proud of your status of tsakarem, and you felt the pressure of it from them as well as Ronal, whose expectations were higher than everyone else.
"I never understood how heavy it was until now," you commented. "But I accepted my role. You were born into yours." Neteyam looked at you carefully and tilted his head in curiosity. "You accepted it," he repeated, "but did you actually want it?"
His question caught you off guard. As you pondered it, you felt a strange mix of emotions stirring in your chest. Nobody had ever considered that you wouldn't want to be tsakarem. It was easy to get swept up in the honor and prestige and forget about the fact that you were surrendering many of the freedoms you had previously enjoyed in order to prepare yourself to help lead the clan.
Your throat tightened unexpectedly as you thought about his question. Neteyam must have noticed your reaction because he shook his head apologetically. "I'm sorry," he said. "I did not mean to upset you." His words snapped you out of your thoughts. You shook your head dismissively and gave a weak smile.
"It's okay," you assured him. "I just..." you trailed off, not sure of what to say. After a beat, he took your hand comfortingly. "You carry the title with great dignity," he told you reassuringly. "And you bring honor to your people."
Your chest warmed at his words, easing the strain of his earlier question. With a shy smile, you asked, "How do you say 'thank you' in English?" He chuckled at your question. "Thank you," he told you in English.
"Thank you," you repeated in his funny language. He gave you a warm smile. "You're welcome," he replied. "You're welcome," you echoed thoughtfully. He nodded in approval. "That was almost perfect," he complimented. You hummed at his praise. "You'll have to teach me to speak it perfectly," you told him. He smiled as he looked at you. "I will," he promised gently.
You felt your cheeks warm at his soft gaze. You had never seen eyes quite like his. They were a shade of yellow you had never seen before, almost greenish in the reflections from the water. In the prolonged silence, you realized that he was still holding your hand, so you blinked and pulled it away gently while you desperately thought of something to say.
"Your cut will heal within the next couple of days," you said finally. He blinked as though pulled from deep thought and nodded gratefully. "You are very kind," he told you. "Thank you."
You smiled. "You're welcome," you told him, trying your best to accurately mimic the way he said the phrase.
He chuckled at your use of his language. "You're a fast learner," he praised and then sighed. "I should go find my brother," he added. You nodded in understanding, and you both stood up. Before he could leave, you said, "Please send my apologies to Lo'ak."
Neteyam shook his head with a reproachful smile. He brought his hand up to your face and tilted your chin upwards with his fingers to look him in the eye. "You need to stop apologizing for things you didn't do," he told you earnestly. Then, he dropped his hand and walked out of the tent before you could reply and before he could see the deep blush forming on your face.
Later that evening, you had taken Tuk out to feed the ilus. Waist deep in the water, you both giggled as the pod of ilus gathered around, swimming in eager circles around you. You and the young girl took turns feeding them one by one.
"I think this one likes me," Tuk giggled as one of the animals nudged her side affectionately. "Yes, well, that one is notorious for loving whoever has the food," you said with a laugh. Taking a fish from the basket, Tuk fed the cuddly ilu. "Then I'll feed him every day," she said with a bright smile.
From behind you, you could hear someone moving through the water. You turned and saw Neteyam wading out to where you and Tuk were standing. Noticing her older brother, Tuk called out, "Look, Neteyam! Come feed the ilus with us."
Neteyam offered his sister a quick smile before it melted into a more urgent look.
"Have either of you seen Lo'ak?" He asked. You glanced at Tuk, who looked back at you with the same confused look. "I haven't seen him since I saw you last," you told him. "Is everything alright?"
Neteyam glanced quickly at his younger sister before looking back at you. "It's probably nothing, I'm just looking for him." He started to walk back out of the water, and you could see the look of agitation on his face. You handed Tuk the basket of fish and said, "Here, you keep feeding them, I'll be right back."
You moved out of the water to follow after Neteyam. He must've heard you behind him because he slowed down and waited for you to catch up to him. Stepping behind him, you asked, "What's wrong?"
He shot you a worried glance. "I've looked everywhere. There is no sign of him, and nobody has seen him." Your forehead scrunched up at his words. "When did you last see him?" You asked. He gave a loose shrug and replied, "Earlier today, same as you."
"At your home?" You clarified questioningly. He nodded. "Yes, after my father told him to go..." he trailed off, and you could see that a thought had entered his mind. His worried face hardened into aggravation, his jaw clenched, and his head tilted as he fought to compose his anger.
"What is it?" You questioned in concern. Neteyam took a moment to close his eyes before muttering, "Aonung." Your stomach dropped a little bit at his name. Surely, he wouldn't have caused any more trouble than he already had.
Neteyam turned from you sharply and walked at a brisk pace towards the village. You struggled to keep pace behind him. "What about Aonung?" You asked, confused. Without breaking his stride, Neteyam said, "My father told Lo'ak to apologize to him earlier, and that was the last time I saw him."
A feeling of unease settled over you, and you prayed that Lo'ak was just off brooding somewhere instead of being in trouble. As you both quickly stepped across the beach, you caught Aonung's familiar form standing in the shallow water.
"You," Neteyam called out to him in a hard tone. Aonung had been staring out at the water towards the Sea Wall, but at the sound of Neteyam's voice, he whipped around. He was immediately defensive as Neteyam stepped up to him in the water.
"Where is my brother?" He demanded. Aonung scoffed. "He's your brother," he replied in a haughty voice. "Aren't you the one supposed to babysit him?" Neteyam shot the other boy a burning glare and took a step forward to get in his face, causing Aonung to take an uneasy step back. "I kicked your ass once already today," Neteyam stated. "I will do it again if I have to."
"Enough," you said firmly, not wanting a repeat of their earlier altercation. The boys didn't say anything, still holding each other's glare. "Aonung, do you know where Lo'ak is?" You asked. After a brief pause, Aonung's eyes glanced away from Neteyam over to you, and you saw the uneasy look he had.
Your stomach sank. "Where is he?" You pressed, feeling frustrated at his silence. You could see his hesitation before he finally relented, "I'm not sure. We...we left him at Three Brothers Rock."
You inhaled sharply. "Aonung," you whispered, horrified. He didn't look at you, the severity of his actions sinking in. Neteyam was a little lost. "Where is that?" He asked you, desperate to know where his brother was. You didn't answer him, still looking at Aonung in disbelief.
"How could you do that?" you asked quietly, and he averted his eyes. You glanced back at Neteyam. "It is way out past the reef," you said. "It is not close, and it is very dangerous for him to be alone."
At your words, Neteyam's face twisted in anger. He stepped towards Aongung again, but you had anticipated his reaction and moved quickly to stand between them and placed a hand on his chest. "No fighting," you told him sternly. "We need to gather a search party for Lo'ak, not waste time giving each other more injuries for me to tend to later on."
Both the boys stared at each other for a moment before Neteyam looked down at you and gave you a barely-perceptible nod. You let your hand drop from his chest and looked over at Aonung. "When did you leave?" You asked him.
He shook his head uncomfortably. "It's been a few hours," he admitted. You closed your eyes with a heavy sigh. Neteyam huffed a sharp breath and grabbed Aonung by the back of his neck. "I'm done with this," he muttered and marched him back to the village.
A search party was quickly organized. Several warriors and divers on skimwings and ilus assembled to search for Lo'ak. With the sun receding behind the planet, you and the rest of your friends were ordered to stay within the Sea Wall.
You saw Neteyam pacing anxiously on the beach, looking out for any sign of his brother's return. You walked up to him carefully. "I'm sure they will find him soon," you assured him, breaking him from his thoughts. He heaved a large sigh and looked out towards the water.
"I should have been with him," he murmured. "This wouldn't have happened if I had been with him." You looked at him with sympathy. "You can't blame yourself," you told him gently. "If anyone is to blame, it is Aonung." He didn't argue with you, and you both knew you were right.
You sat down on the sand with a sigh, and after a moment, Neteyam followed suit and sat down beside you. "I have known him almost my whole life," you said as you sifted some sand between your fingers. "He has always been proud and stubborn, but he has never been malicious." You couldn't deny that Aonung's behavior towards the Sullys before had made you uncomfortable and disappointed, but this was on a whole new level, and you felt as though you didn't even know him at all.
You sighed again and looked over at Neteyam. He was staring out at the water with a blank gaze. You weren't sure what else to say. You couldn't assure him of his brother's safe return because there was a very real chance he was not safe. So, you just sat in silence beside him.
As the evening turned into night, Lo'ak eventually returned unharmed, much to the relief of you and Neteyam. After taking the blame for Aonung, an uneasy but not unfriendly relationship started between him and Lo'ak, and Neteyam put aside his anger for his brother's sake.
The next day, Lo'ak recounted how a lone tulkun had saved him from the akula the day before. After describing the creature who saved his life, Tsireya quickly realized that the tulkun was the outcast Payakan.
"I'm telling you guys, he saved my life," Lo'ak explained insistently. "He is my friend."
Everyone had doubtful looks, but Neteyam stood up with a jaunty smile and grabbed his brother by the shoulders. "My baby bro," he said lightheartedly. "The mighty warrior who faced the killer tulkun and lived to tell about it."
Lo'ak was not amused and pushed his brother's hands off of him. "You guys aren't listening," he huffed and walked away. You all called out to him, but he continued away in irritation. Tsireya followed after him, and the others all disbursed to start the day.
You remained sitting there, perplexed at what you had heard. Everyone in the clan knew about the dangerous, young bull who had killed both Na'vi and other tulkun, and Lo'ak's assertions of Payakan's innocence unsettled you. Deep in thought, you hadn't even realized that Neteyam had stayed behind until he asked, "What are you thinking?"
You blinked, startled out of your thoughts. You gave a short sigh. "Tsireya is right," you told him. "If it was Payakan, then your brother is lucky to be alive. Payakan is very dangerous." Neteyam looked out for a moment to where Lo'ak had stormed off. "He seems to think differently," he commented.
You shifted uncomfortably. "I do believe your brother sees Payakan as a friend, but there is a reason for his exile." You looked out at the water and shook your head faintly. "The good thing is that Lo'ak is safe," you told him.
He smiled at you warmly. "That is true," he conceded. "And I appreciate your concern for my brother. It means a lot." You shrugged and replied, "You are my friend. What concerns you concerns me."
He offered his hand to help pull you up. You took it, and he pulled you up effortlessly. After you steadied yourself, you moved to walk off, but Neteyam didn't let go of your hand. You looked up at his face questioningly, and he was staring back at you with a soft smile.
"I'm serious," he told you earnestly. "Your friendship means a lot to me. Thank you." His face was so sincere and his voice so heartfelt that you didn't respond for a moment. "You're welcome," you replied finally. He held your gaze for a moment, the corner of his lips turned upwards, before dropping your hand and walking away to begin the day.
As you watched him disappear, you couldn't help but wonder why it was exactly that your heart was beating so quickly.
Chapter 2
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Changing Daemons relationship with his family was such a poor idea. Daemon didnt need to hate or resent his wife and children to be a bad man. He was multi faceted already. Worse even we got hints of an alternate version where he did love them without question.
We see him sitting close with Baela teaching her Valyrian in Pentos where they looked comfortable like he was used to and happy to teach her their language. He even during Laenas birthing scene talking to the healer, being told how Laenas struggling to give birth and he just sort of whispers to himself "my brave girl". And how when presenting with the same choice as Viserys was, cutting the mother open to save the child where Viserys only asked if he could ensure the child lives but Daemon only asks "will the mother survive?" To which he shakes his head no when being told she wont, before realizing she's gone and chasing after her. And a deleted scene of him even consoling his daughters after her death.
It's like they out the foundations of their romance there and they only added specific lines to make sure no one thought he loved Laena over Rhaenyra or his daughters over his eventual sons. Not even going into how awful it was to rewrite Laena to be a "settled for second option" and then written to die a brutal death alone by fire instead of in her husband's arms.
Like, they wanted to push Daemon and Rhaenyra so badly, but like, we see he treats Rhaenyra is no better. They sacrificed a genuinly loving relationship for one that they immediately wrote as toxic and full of arguing and even abuse.
I honestly have no idea what they think I'm supposed to be getting out of Daemon and Rhaenyras relationship that they sacrifice everything else. I mean, they also definitely didnt show best anything of Harwin and Rhaenyra for the same reason. It would risk people liking him over Daemon for her just like they feared people like Laena over Rhaenyra for Daemon.
It's like they have no idea what to do about this relationship, because they're too cowardly to just follow what happens in the books for them now.
I completely agree, I've made a post on why I don't ship Daemyra here.
But let's talk about what you said, all of what you've said is true, I'm a HUGE Laena x Daemon or Daela shipper. So much so I'm planning go make a Daemon x Laena fic in the future on my fic account @ashblooddragons.
What drove me crazy about Ryan and Co doing this, is the fact they changed the Veleryons to black and then make Daemon pretty much hate Laena and his daughters. It made me uncomfortable and it's easy to have ones mind go to Racism. Especially when you add the fact he's pining for his very white niece.
And yeah if there is one person I think Rhaenyra should get with its Harwin. And them giving him little to no screen time in general but especially with Rhaenyra and the Steong boys is very weird to me.
It kinda felt like they tried to be inclusive with the Veleryons only to make them be used or ignored by their partners (besides Corlys). They kinda feel like a after thought to Ryan and Co and it pisses me off cause they were VERY interesting.
Sorry if this sucks you said a lot of my own thoughts and I also have a headache I need to take meds for. Hope this all makes sense.
#house of the dragon#hotd#laena valeryon#daemon targeryan#daemon x laena#laena x daemon#lady laena#laena velaryon#laena targaryen#daela#pro daela#anti daemyra stans#anti daemon x rhaenyra#anti daemyra#anti ryan condal#fuck ryan condal#house velaryon#anons welcome#anon ask#anon answered#send anons#anonymous#thanks anon!
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Dude I loved the headcanons they were so good and also I’m glad to find out other people aren’t big fans of Zeus attacking Athena cause I was so confused when that happened I’ll be honest it just didn’t seem right to me for his character lol I just like the idea of her siblings being protective ngl
Also I read your fic and it was sick I love it!!! I loved the little detail of Athena raising his hand to her forehead also the little scene of Athena meeting baby Telemachus is just AAAAA I love it “There were more things worth fighting for, not just fame and glory.” Is such a good line
Keep up the good work man! Your stuffs amazing :D
Thank you so much for enjoying my headcanons and fic <333
So, a little rambling about the fic.
I love the Zeus' Beast Mode animation and Luke Holt's performance, but not so much the scene itself. Epic!Zeus never strike as an easy-to-piss-off father to me, more like he always sees things as game (like in Thunder Bringer) because he is above most matters. But I also want to incorporate the stern but educating father aspect to Zeus.
I imagine in their battle, Zeus is teaching his daughter self-sacrifice. Zeus spooked Athena with a false charge to push her into a dilemma (like he did with Odysseus): would Athena choose her pride and possibly Zeus' favor or give them up to save her mortal friend?
I decide to keep the Athena meeting baby Telemachus flashback scene because it's like a final and biggest drive for her character development, going from a selfish goddess only fighting to be known (as seen in My Goodbye) to realizing that "there were more things to fight for".
And so in the end, Athena chose to risk her own reputation for Odysseus and his family. Zeus would be proud of her for her righteous decision but was taken aback she took it a little bit too far at the kneeling, holding his hand, and almost crying stuff 😅
I want to put in the 2nd gen Olympians' reaction in the fic too, but I fear it would be too much POVs :')
Anyways, thank you again for reading my little rewrite!
#athena#zeus#epic the musical#epic the wisdom saga#god games#fanfiction#rewrite#headcanon#ask me anything#tumblr ask#The Pen writes answering letters#The Pen explodes with ink
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